The city lights blurred beneath the rain-slicked window, but Damian's eyes never left Elena. She sat behind her massive desk, poised and perfect-too perfect, too controlled. He could see the steel beneath the silk, the fire she hid from the world. Without warning, he crossed the room in a few long strides, closing the distance until the heat radiating off his body wrapped her like a vise. His hand slid under the edge of her blouse, fingertips grazing bare skin with a touch that burned."Elena, " he whispered, voice low and commanding, "you don't know what it means to let go."
The city lights blurred beneath the rain-slicked window, but Damian's eyes never left Elena. She sat behind her massive desk, poised and perfect-too perfect, too controlled. He could see the steel beneath the silk, the fire she hid from the world. Without warning, he crossed the room in a few long strides, closing the distance until the heat radiating off his body wrapped her like a vise. His hand slid under the edge of her blouse, fingertips grazing bare skin with a touch that burned."Elena, " he whispered, voice low and commanding, "you don't know what it means to let go."