The CEO's Silent Revenge
Suddenly, two massive, heavy arms slid around her waist from behind, their grip so sudden and tight it made her breath catch.
Adrian did not ask for permission. He pulled her flush against his bare, scarred chest, his immense heat instantly warming her back. He had discarded his tactical armor, wearing only dark cargo trousers. The black dendritic patterns from the poison had completely faded, leaving only his raw, sculpted muscle and the pale lines of old bullet wounds.
He buried his face in her neck, his lips pressing a hot, bruising kiss right against the lock of the black diamond choker. His body was tense, trembling with a quiet, territorial adrenaline that had not left him since the