Deliah’s face flashed with shock and hurt, but Draven didn’t seem the least affected as he turned. He walked towards where I stood close to the door. The second he stood just a breath away from me, his thick rough hands darted out as he grabbed me without warning, pulling me closer to his chest.
And then, his other hand moved to my hair as his fingers moved through their thickness as he wrapped it around his hand, raising my head to align with his.
Then, he breathed heavily, his hot breath fanning my face as he spoke. “Don’t you ever walk away from me, troublemaker.”
My eyes flared at his actions, and I almost got lost in the pool of his dark eyes. But that was until my eyes caught sight of a frozen Deliah who still stood where Draven had left her. Her jaws were clenched hard, her face
