JADE

JADE POV.

"Let's spin the bottle".

His golden eyes collided with mine and despite the mind game I was playing, my heart stuttered in my chest. Blinking, I dragged my gaze further down and got hooked on his lush red lips. I could still feel their pressure on my lips. It was as if he'd never stopped kissing me and I didn't know what was wrong with me but I wanted to relive that moment again. It had been vengeful, it had been forceful but I wanted to feel it. After all, I lived for the thrill.

My whole body ached but I accepted it as the consequence of riling him up. He'd been feral, the fury of his anger unrivaled, but it was also sweet, he'd killed a man for me, and he'd apologized even tho he knew what I did was for a selfish reason.

It took a real man to know that they were wrong and apologize for it, so despite the little whispers and all the words that were spoken along the corridor of how brutal he was, I considered him a worthy opponent. I would win in the end, but he had my re