Ruining Draco
"You think you can walk into my club, flirt with my blood, and act as if you haven't just stepped into the mouth of the beast?"
I swallowed hard, my confidence wavering as I looked into the depths of his dark, unyielding eyes. He knows, I realized with a sick, exhilarating jolt. He knows I’m not who I pretend to be.
"I’m here," I whispered, my voice trembling ever so slightly despite my best efforts. I lifted my chin, meeting his gaze with a defiance that I hoped looked like arrogance. "And I’m not going anywhere, Mr. Draco."
He let out a short, dark sound that might have been a laugh if there was any humor in it. "No," he agreed, his thumb lingering on my lower lip, his gaze dropping to my