THE GOLDEN CAGE
* "I was playing the part you paid for! If people look at me, that's your fault for buying me a dress that leaves nothing to the imagination!"
"I bought the dress so *I* could look at you," Dominic hissed, slamming his palms down onto the marble island on either side of her waist, trapping her completely within his shadow. The overpowering scent of him—cedarwood, rain, and raw, absolute dominance—flooded her senses, making her dizzy. His amber eyes burned into hers with an intensity that felt entirely feral. "And instead of looking at me, your mind was miles away. You were trembling under my hand the entire night. Why?"
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