Seducing Zake Craige
I shook my head, my voice small.
Before I could pull away, he moved—swift, possessive, lifting me effortlessly until I was perched right on his lap, trapped between his arms.
He leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear, sending shivers racing down my spine.
“If you won’t share your happiness with me, Addie…” he murmured, his tone laced with dark, wicked threat,
“then I won’t mind fucking you right here in this car. Right now.”
My breath caught. Threats had always been a part of my life—growing up, I’d been threatened with pain, with death, with being discarded.