All Chapters of The Heiress & Her Scottish Mafia Twins: Chapter 61

Catriona POVI came to with a jolt, like surfacing from deep water, cold and disorienting. My head was pounding like I'd chased too many shots of whiskey with a brawl. The room swam into focus. Heavy velvet curtains were drawn against the Highland night, a fire crackling low in the grate, casting shadows that danced over the four poster bed. My bed. In Castle MacLeod. The sheets tangled around my legs, silk whispering against skin that felt too sensitive, too alive.A low rumble pulled my gaze downward. Declan. My Declan, all 6'3 of him crammed into the armchair at the foot of the bed, his massive frame hunched forward, elbows on his knees, those storm-gray eyes locked on me like I was the only thing tethering him to sanity. His shirt hung open at the collar, the sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms corded with muscle and scarred from fights I hadn't witnessed and violence I couldn't imagine. His dark hair was tousled, his beard shadowing a jaw clenched tight enough to crack gran