Consumed by darkness

e

ne hand, and my phone pressed to my ear with the ot

m emphasised the last word. "And do you know what els

, "No fuc

g to the side, catching sight of a man too imposing to ignore. His dark eyes locked onto m

ning on wearing it?" Sam laughed. "I almost walke

t him. Something dark and dangerous that sent a cold shiver down my spine. It was brief

off my body," she giggled. "He ha

tle, and she was a wild woman. Probably too wild for a doctor. Sh

k," Sam said, pulling me out of my weir

let's d

ng the ground when a strong arm snaked a

ed, my phone slippi

doll." A deep rough voice whispered, his breath warm

d as I stammered

body. I could feel the warmth from him, seeping through the thin fabric of my dress, his scent wrapping around me. A mu

zing how intensely aware I was of hi

m fine

ear, an action that made me jerk in surprise. "You smell nice," he murmured, his

mpoo." I regretted my words

even reply

sitive skin at the back of my neck, causing every hair on my body to

ded in a firm voice, trying to pull his hand from ar

d, clearly amused

elled, and he

omising hell, but my words caught in my throat as I lift

the left side of his face, running from his eyebrow down to his cheek. You would think a scar

feelings that were wrong in every aspect. He was the kind of danger

fucking prey, and he was my predator, patiently waiting to devour me. He was bad news. The type of man I steered clear of. Yet, I stood fro

e. I knew I should run. I should step away from this man, but

rling into a wicked smile. "Found another one

disregard of boundaries, but at myself for letting him touch me so

ogized. An apology he didn't mean. If anything, his smile made it clear he would do

g?" I gla

s your

ink I need

ve been nothing

at I could smell the mint in his breath and

firmly, forcing me to meet his eyes again. His face was no

r na

," my heart race

he rep

o many things wrong with this situation. The fact that I was reacting this strongl

on my lips, lingering there a beat too long. "Bea

Call m

e a dime abo

," he c

tightened, cutting off my wo

ting his forehead against mine. "Fuck," he muttered u

os

aned away, his thumb now brushing r

ing happened to the go

into a scowl as he turned to

ere r

ack the loose strands. He turned back to me, my breath hitching as he sta

"I'll see you around, doll." And wi

egs threatening to

beneath me as I caught my brea

ncounter would ruin my life. How m