Estella’s POV:
I knew this would happen. One day, Darius would lose control and kill me. I just didn’t expect it to be so soon.
Heat surged through me as his mouth moved against mine. His fingers dug into my back, pressing me against him like he couldn’t bear any more distance between us. My body betrayed me, and without thinking, I answered his kiss, moaning at the taste of danger on his lips. His breaths came fast and ragged, his grip on me tightening and loosening as if he were fighting himself.
For a moment, I almost forgot why I’d come, but when his lips drifted to my neck and his hand slid beneath my shirt, reason clawed its way through the haze.
“Darius,” I gasped, and he moaned at the sound of his name. “Darius, stop! STOP!”
For a heartbeat, I thought he wouldn’t. Then, with a
