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But it’s not as loud as the storm inside me.
My head is pounding.
I rub a thumb over the scar at my temple.
Shanel knew exactly which buttons to push and she did so mercilessly, scraping at all my wounds. With her sweet lips, she cut me apart in a place that would burn the most.
She has the face of an angel but the heart of a mercenary.
Irritation fills me anew.
My grip on the railing tightens.
I duck my head. Feel my chin hit my chest.
I don’t know which is more annoying, the throbbing in my heart or the one in my pants.
Kissing her was a mistake.
I meant to act on my anger.
Instead, I aroused my lust.
Drove myself crazy with what I can’t have.
At least not yet.
Not until she gives herself willingly.
She’s mine, but I won’t force myself on her.
She’s mine, but I want her surrender.
I want it more than life itself.
My tongue darts out to swipe over my top lip.
The taste of her mouth lingers.
So sweet.
So soft.
A vision of slamming her flat on her back, yanking that dress to her waist and claiming that tight little body fills my head.
I would give her pleasure and pain.
I would blow her mind and brand her body with my touch so she knows who has total control.
She pushed me. Why can’t I push back?
Hold it together, Hawk.
I suck in a breath of the tangy air.
“You know your father loves you. He had nothing to do with your mother’s—”
Death.
