The silence in her bedroom was deafening. Sierra shut the door behind her and leaned against it, her knees threatening to give out beneath her. Her hands shook, her breath came in ragged pulls, and yet all she could think about was the heat of Damien’s touch on her lips and the warning in his eyes.
If you disobey, everything burns.
The words echoed through her skull, thudding in time with her heartbeat. She pressed her fingers to her lips, shivering. She knew she should be horrified by what they had almost done in his office was beyond wrong but instead she felt dizzy with want.
Her body ached. Her mind screamed. And still, all she wanted was more.
Dinner that evening was torture.
Vanessa was cheerful, chattering about errands and the latest town gossip, her fork clinking softly again
