LILIANA
“What the hell just happened?” I muse, still in wonder.
I'm blinking at the door that has been left ajar. Gone is the heat of his rage and in its wake is the lingering scent of his cologne intertwined with his masculine scent.
I admit to pushing him to anger in the past with words that would cause even the strongest of men to cower and crumble.
It cannot be the words I said. No, I doubt they caused as much as a dent on him. As usual, he takes the crown for reckless display of savagery.
“Laura?” A voice gasps in the doorway.
Recognition strikes me as I take in the image of auburn hair and wide hazel eyes.
“Rachel?” I'm dumbstruck at first, however when I recall their betrayal, a scowl takes over. “What are you doing here? Have you come to finish me off like your father did
