Zadyre
The mere thought of James, the asshole who she called her soul mate f*****g her caused my blood to rush yo my head, not to talk of this.
Her threatening me to do her budding or she would f**k-
Sebastian or Orlando?
Oh hell no. I’m not about to endure another man touching her, not when I’ve taken care of the last.
But I’m not about to answer to her demands like a scared little b***h.
We would do this my way, because I’m in charge.
I felt her stiffen as I pressed into her, my hand wrapping around her neck from behind. My emotions were each battling for control, but the major one was anger, and the need to put my little mate in her place.
“Let me go, Zadyre.” She demanded, her voice bossy and rude, causing more reactions in my body than I’m sure she would like.
I lowered my
