Liora slammed the door shut, locking it with a sharp click. Thorne was gone, finally kicked out of her space. She didn't care where he went or who he crawled to. He was a parasite, and she had finally ripped him off. She grabbed her bag and headed to her car, the engine roaring as she tore away from the curb.
As she drove, Riven flashed in her mind. That night had been a blur of heat and friction, a desperate collision of two people who hated everyone else. She could still feel the phantom weight of him, the way he’d pushed her into the mattress and claimed every inch of her. Her thighs still felt heavy, a dull ache reminding her of how he’d stretched her and left her shaking. She shook her head, forcing the thought away. Riven was a predator. He didn't do "feelings," and she couldn't aff
