Stunning the devil

Andrei POV

The sound of her slap echoes through the room as I feel the sting on my cheek. I am shocked that she dared to raise her hand against me. No one has ever had the gut to do that.

I wait to feel the rage course through my vein, to pump my adrenaline to the level where I do something stupid but all I feel is a sickening calm in my chest.

Those damn eyes and quivering lips of hers. Those tears shimmering underneath her long dark lashes.

I was not known to tolerate such behavior, but with her, it feels different. She looks up at me defiantly like she is daring me to do something. I feel an emotion that I've come to recognize whenever I am with her. It was a raging turbulent passion that I'm finding hard to resist. It came so naturally to me to feel sparks sizzling across my skin whenever she cast those glares at me. The simple swipe of her tongue across her lip had me tightening in my pants. I feel uncomfortable trying to tame the beast roaring inside me, fighting to be freed.

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