Built to Fall

by Julia Wolf

This man should have been a mob boss or a king of a small country instead of a rock star. He thought he ruled all he could see. Put a scepter in his hand instead of a guitar, and he’d be right at home.

“Then stay away. I don’t want to be a source of frustration for you.” “Claire,” he gritted out, “I’ve never been so fucking frustrated in my life. I have no business looking at you, but you’re all I see.”

Dominic was beautiful in the same way as a rolling storm—fascinating to watch, and almost impossible to look away from, but equally dangerous.

“You have to see I’m all about you. Every second is you.”