Aurora’s POV. 40.
Punishment in the Bathroom.
I barely had time to breathe before Luther’s rough hands gripped my wrists, yanking me closer. His dark eyes burned with fury, his jaw clenched so tight I thought it might snap.
"You think you can walk into my brother’s room and leave untouched?" His voice was a low, dangerous growl. "You think I wouldn’t notice?"
I swallowed hard, my heart hammering against my ribs. "Luther, I—"
"Shut the f**k up."
He grabbed me by the waist, lifting me onto the cold bathroom counter. My breath hitched as the mirror behind me reflected the raw hunger in his eyes.
"You need to be punished," he rasped. "Every f*****g time he looks at you, every time he comes near you, you'll remember who you f*****g belong to."
His fingers tore at my clothes, ripping my
