Cora’s pov.
“Answer me Coralie,” his thumb brushed over the spot where my pulse was pounding. “What have I said about lying?”
I masked any fear I might be feeling before it shows, slowly, I let my body go slack and I lowered my voice to that sultry tone that I’d mastered over the years. “You said I shouldn’t lie…”
“And what did you do?” his hand around my throat tightened, he smelled vaguely of whiskey, but funny enough it didn’t send revulsion rushing through me.
This was a risky situation, his hand was around my throat, his dark eyes were flickering with an unknown emotion and even though he wasn’t squeezing at my throat, I could tell the amount of raw power those arms held.
I swallowed, again, I could tell whether I was swallowing down my fear or just reacting to how utterly exc
