Ruining Draco
and something far more complicated, straight to my core.
I pounded my fist against his solid back, my bravado struggling to stay intact. "Put me down, you arrogant ass! I wasn't finished talking to your brothers!"
My heart was hammering, but it wasn't just fear anymore; it was the sheer, dizzying rush of being physically overpowered by the one man in the room I knew I couldn't manipulate.
"You’re done talking for the night," Draco retorted. His stride was long and decisive, taking me away from the warmth of the main lounge and toward a heavy, reinforced door at the far end of the suite.