Consumed by darkness

e

last night. Typical Liam, avoiding me after a fight like that, would solve anything. We needed

th floor before stepping back. The doors were almost clos

ulders, sharp jaw shadowed by a well-groomed beard, and thin red lips. A jolt of electricity shot throug

h a scar from yesterday who

him in it. The realization that I was trapped inside it with

yes. I felt so fucking exposed before him and when our eyes locked again, the hunger in them was unmistakab

y brows furrowed, fistin

ut deep down, I was tremblin

hitting the wall of the elevator. I was right where

forward, now standing close, not too close but close enough fo

k y

h it was going to save me from him. "You're insan

n to me. He reached out to touch my fac

down on my lip. "Not keepi

lips briefly. "Like I said, it is difficu

thing." I squeezed

cheek, despite my small hand grasping his, unable to st

ha

ed. "Your

f creep would ask a woman he had

ck my

for

pushed again

tumble down my shoulders. "The hell?" I yelled,

r tie around his f

sed his hand higher. I stood on my tiptoes, trying to reach it,

ed to the back of my head, pulling me closer, and deepening the kiss. My hands

ly against his chest, but his unrelenting lips didn't stop until I tasted bloo

teeth had grazed them. I stared at him utterly, shaken. A smirk played on his lips as

hat mocked me. That annoying face that felt satisfied that he had touched me in a

ionless mask. His cold eyes stared down at me with an un

n crawled from the kisses he trailed up my arm. "Do you know what happened to the last person who slapped m

my heart pounded so loud I was sure he could hear

asked, and I shook my head, pressing my li

ychopath! A

taking longer to get

hills through me. "I wouldn't do that to you," he murmur

h him, then he failed. If anything, his words sound

shing against mine, and then he

wanted to. Who asks someone that afte

't be, doll,

eyes still on me. I tore my eyes away, forcing my legs to move. I stumbled out of the el

fened, straightening up quickly and movin

istance between myself an

EO called as I hurr

" I greeted, turning to the

asked concerned a

odded, forc

th to talk, but the footsteps behind me caugh

around the strap of my purse,

Bitc

came up yesterda

alled. The cha

didn't think he would be hiding

wareness as his eyes drilled holes into my b

ed how uncomfortabl

d laugh. "We shouldn't keep the