“Gwen's POV*
After leaving Darick in the gym, I went to the kitchen and warmed up the leftover pizza Isabella had made for me before leaving.
I tried to shake the events of what almost transpired between Darick and me, but I couldn't stop thinking about how good his body looked.
I couldn't believe I almost kissed a vampire—and the ringleader of a notorious mafia group, nonetheless. He was my captor, for crying out loud!
So what had possessed me to do such a thing, and why couldn't I stop thinking about Darick?
The way he gripped my waist caused me to want to rip his pants off and f**k him on the gym floor. I had never felt so secure as I felt in his arms. His words, "I am the danger," still rang in my ear, and despite knowing he was dangerous, I still wanted more.
His eyes were
