Page 73 of Stolen Empire
My breath catches.
"You promised."
"I did."
His eyes are dark.
"But promises can be renegotiated."
"Then I'll leave," I tell him bluntly, walking away.
Dimitri gives chase, following me as I walk toward the kitchen.
His footfalls are loud.
He's angry, and I've got him right where I want him.
He snatches my wrists, pinning them against the kitchen island.
His body presses into mine, all hard muscle and unyielding heat, his breath hot against my ear.
“You think you can just walk away, Katya? After everything?”
I glare back at him, my heart pounding not just from anger but from that twisted thrill that coils in my gut when he’s this close.
He’s dangerous—lethal, controlling, the kind of man who could snap my neck as easily as he snaps orders to his crew.
And yet, here I am, my body betraying me, arching just a fraction toward him.
Why do I want this?
Why does his dominance make my pulse race, make heat swirl between my thighs even as my mind screams to run?
He’s a cage I should hate, but God, the bars feel like velvet chains.
“Are you going to bully me or fuck me?”
The words spill out in a defiant tone, laced with the dare I can’t resist throwing at him.
His dark eyes flash, something primal igniting in their depths.
For a split second, I see the war in him—the boss who demands obedience clashing with the man who’s been unraveling since I walked into his world.
Then his mouth crashes down on mine, his tongue invading like he’s conquering territory.
I bite his lip, hard enough to taste the metallic tang of blood, and he growls a sound that vibrates through me.
He releases my wrists only to yank my shirt open, buttons scattering like gunfire across the floor.
His hands are everywhere—rough palms skimming my ribs, thumbs brushing my nipples until they’re peaked and aching.
I gasp into his mouth, my fingers clawing at his shoulders, digging into the fabric of his suit jacket.
I want to tear it off and expose the tattoos that map his sins.
Why him?
Why this monster who caught me mid-con, who forced me into his games?
