Chapter 28

Vincent

The sheer audacity of that girl was enough to make my blood boil. My body trembled with the effort to contain my rage as I fought against the instinct to physically lash out at her. God, I wanted to pick her up and throw her across the room!

I can't believe she bit my fucking lip. The searing pain ignited a primal fury within me, my vision turning red, but I held myself back.

Breathing deeply, I lean against the wall, my hand balled up into a fist.

She is staring at me intently with a defiant look on her face, and for once, I don't see a hint of fear in her eyes. I won't lie and say that doesn't turn me on a little.

"You really don't know who you're messing with," I growl, my voice like grinding metal gears.

"Yes, I know. You are a tough guy and such a scary man. I am quaking," she says in a mocking tone.

Dammit...why isn't she scared of me?

My heart pounds in my chest as I stalk towards her, looming over her petite form. She doesn't flinch or cower as I expected. Despite my