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“I want freedom,” she said fiercely. “I grew wings after I left you. I soared without you.” “I’ll burn your fucking wings.”
He wanted to get to the top through hard work. Back then, he made it clear that he desired her and never made any false promises. That was why she believed him in London. He never lied.
as if he couldn’t bear to be apart from her a moment longer. He detached their mouths and pressed his forehead against hers. “Look at me.”
“No one but me,” he growled. She stroked his beard and fingered the scar on his neck. “I know.”
“You’re mine.”
And he was hers.
For the next year, this beast was hers.
“Say you’re mine,”
She might wear his ring and bear his name, but she wasn’t going to give him everything.
“You’re mine,”
“Ever since I saw you wearing this color, this is all I could think of.”
“Tell me.” She knew what he was asking. Still, she resisted. He lifted his head. His expression was as gentle as it was ever going to be when he had the weathered features of a pirate.
“Jasmine.” She stared at him and said nothing.
“You’re mine.” His hand went to her hand and brushed over the ring. “Legally, you’re bound to me. Sexually, you can’t resist.” “Emotionally? You have no power,” she hissed. His expression hardened. “I’m going to break you.” “Not if I break you firs...
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Terror ripped through her. She held up a hand as she retreated. “Back off, Roth. This was a mistake.” “I’m not going to hurt you.” She let out a raspy laugh that made her eyes fill with tears. “You expect me to believe that after what you did to Thea? After you nearly broke my arm?”
He held out his hand. “Let me ice it.” “Fuck you. Stay away from me.”
An arm banded around her middle, yanking her to a halt with such force that she thought she was going to puke. He pulled her back against him and buried his face in her hair. “Don’t you fucking run from me.”
“I’m sorry.” She kept her eyes downcast, unable to look at him. All she could think of was Thea’s terrified expression. He had been seconds from— When he cupped her chin, she almost toppled off the island to get away from him. He let out a low growl as he placed her where he wanted her and stepped between her knees, boxing her in. “Now you’re afraid of me?” he hissed. “I’d be a fool not to be.”
“What are you going to do to me, Roth?” “Nothing.” He brushed a hand down her cheek and locked his jaw when she jerked away. “I’m not going to hurt you.” Her gaze dropped to the ice pack he was holding against her shoulder. “You already have.”
