Knox's jaw tightened as Serena raged at him.
Her accusations were like knives twisting in his heart and puncturing the armor he usually wore.
He felt his restraint rapidly wearing thin when she advanced on him with fists balled and the towel threatening to come loose from her body.
His eyes burned with a combination of desire and barely-restrained dominance.
Knox closed the distance between them and captured her throat in his large hands before slamming her back against the wall.
Although the force wasn't enough to cause her immense pain, it still knocked the breath from her lungs in a harsh wheeze.
He had moved so fast that Serena was startled to suddenly find his livid masked face mere inches from her own, their noses almost touching, and a sharp pain shooting through her back
