“Do you need rescuing, Valentina?” I can’t tell if he’s playing with me or serious. “You don’t strike me as the knight-in-shining-armor type.” “What do I strike you as?” He lifts a brow, humoring me. “An arrogant asshole with a god complex who’s used to getting anything his heart desires even if it means trampling over others and sacrificing human decency to get it.”
