Ruthless Obsession

ed. Not because she wanted to, but because her body refused to move, still trapped in the heat of his presence, the ghost of his touch lingering on her skin. She hated it. Hated that some part of he

." Naomi yanked her wrist free, forcing a smirk. "And you're still stalking me. Obsessive much?" His lips curved, dark amusement flickering in his gaze. "You don't understand, do you?" He took a step closer. Too close. "You walked into my world tonight, little liar," he whispered. "And now you expect to leave without consequences?" Her pulse slammed against her ribs. "Newsflash, Saint Clair-I don't belong to you." Julian chuckled, slow and knowing. "Not yet." The worst part? Some twisted part of her wanted to see how far he'd go. A Dangerous Proposition Julian reached into his jacket and pulled out a sleek black card, holding it between his fingers. "Tomorrow night," he said smoothly. "Come to this address." Naomi stared at the card, unmoving. "Why