Chapter 19
Derek’s POV
The front door had barely clicked shut behind me when Marcus was on me.
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his room, shutting the door with a firm push.
The jealousy I had sensed earlier had clearly boiled over. His eyes were dark, stormy with possession.
“You went on a date,” he said, voice low and dangerous as he backed me against the wall. “I tried to play normal with that girl.”
“Marcus…”
He cut me off with a bruising kiss, hands gripping my hips hard enough to leave marks. There was no tenderness tonight. Only raw, angry need.
He stripped me roughly, shirt and jeans hitting the floor in seconds.
His own clothes followed, revealing the powerful body that had completely ruined me for anyone else.
“On the bed,” he ordered. “Now.”
I obeyed, heart p
