Isaac Cormac

He scoffed at me, "I control your finances, Evie. You don't have power over me."

He spoke with such certainty that I almost believed him.

That is until I stepped even closer.
A shiver passed through his body, those pretty eyes of his closing to block me out.

There was merely an inch between him and I now, his back pressed against the wall. His hands flex at his sides and he glared down at me once again.

Frustrated, love?

I ran a single finger down the buttons of his dress shirt, along his chest. Looking up at him from under my lashes, "Now, now pretty boy."

I leaned up slowly, feeling his chest under my hand as I did. His heart felt as if it might explode under me. God, him under me? The thought made a shiver pass down my own spine.
My breath brushed against his jaw. "Don't lie to me," I whispered, "Or there will be consequences. And not the fun kind."

A whimper left his lips.

And for but a moment, he was under my control.

His eyes screwed tightly shut and a shaky breath left his soft lips.

His eyes snapped open again suddenly, a blazing fire staring right into my soul.

I could hardly release a gasp as I was pinned against the wall with a hand around my throat.

"Such a little tease," he breathed, his voice husky, "but don't make promises you can't keep."

And with that he walked off, leaving me hot all over.

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After an unexpected reunion, Maeve and her saviour must find a way to solve each other's problems. But they're both far too hot headed to give in as they fight for power over each other, tensions running high.

How much can they take before they finally break?