Fifty Shades Of Lovia
Then I met his eyes.
“So what if I did?” I said slowly, voice soft but edged like a blade. “Are you here to scold me… or to stop me?”
Shane stared at me, torn between admiration and fury. A reply I bet he didn't see coming.
“You could’ve gotten hurt,” he hissed. “Do you even realize who you’re messing with?”
“I’m not messing,” I replied, walking past him. “I’m dismantling. There’s a difference.”
He followed, his voice rising. “Lovia, this isn’t some game. These people are dangerous. If they find out it’s you—”