"YOU'RE MINE," he stated, his fingers wrapping around the back of my neck as he drew me closer to him, until our lips were almost touching. "You don't own me," I told him, staring straight into his dark eyes. He let out a low, humorless laugh, the kind that made my entire body tense. His grip wasn't painful, but it was firm; it was possessive, and it left me with nowhere to go. He was so close I could see every fleck of anger in his eyes, could feel the heat coming off his skin. "I am not yours," I told him. My heart was pounding so loud I was sure he could hear it. I should have pushed him away. I should have slapped him. But I just stood there, trapped in his gaze, my breath caught somewhere in my throat. "Keep telling yourself that, baby girl," he murmured, his eyes dropping to my lips for a second before snapping back up. "It won't make it any less true." _____________ Ares Salvatore's world was a castle of ice-cold, unbreakable, a fortress where no one dared to trespass. But then suddenly Petra Ramirez burst into his life like a violent storm, smashing through his defenses and shattering his icy throne. She became the key to the one secret he'd sworn to keep locked away forever: his vulnerable HEART.
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