Esme's POV
He walked towards me closely until my back hit the wall. His steps were deliberate, each one closing the space between us.
My breath caught as the cold wall pressed against my spine. I tried to step sideways but his body blocked any escape. His face was close now, his breath warm on my skin.
"In what way should I punish you this time?" he asked, his eyes dark and unyielding.
I swallowed hard with my hands pressing flat against the wall. "Punish me for what exactly Cole," I said my voice steady despite the shake in my legs. He leaned in closer, his chest almost touching mine.
"Stealing things from me is what I detest the most Esme you've always known," he growled. "I hate lies, I hate stealing," he added, his tone low and dangerous. My pulse raced as his words hung in the
