Aurora's POV. Chapter 42.
A Dangerous Confrontation..
Luther’s thumb pressed down on my tongue, forcing my mouth open wider. His gaze burned into me, dark and unclear.
"Show me how sorry you are, Aurora," he murmured, his voice slow, dangerous.
Heat pooled low in my belly, but my body tensed, my mind fighting against the way he controlled me so easily. I hated how he could make me tremble with a single touch, how he owned every inch of me.
His fingers trailed down my face, his thumb sliding out of my mouth, all wet. He clicked his tongue. "Still hesitating?"
I swallowed, my knees pressing into the cold floor. My body ached, still sore from the brutal way he'd taken me last night. Yet, Luther wasn’t the kind of man who cared about exhaustion or hesitation. He wanted submission.
He
