Fate had always been a cruel bastard, but this…
This was twisted.
A cosmic joke aimed directly at him.
He looked at her again—just a glance, a brief, stolen look.
And it was enough.
A wave of heat shot through him directly to his c**k so abruptly he swore under his breath and snapped his gaze away. His patience, always a steel fortress, was now a flimsy barrier threatening to crack with every passing day. He felt her everywhere—her scent, her voice, the echo of her footsteps… even her silence had begun to torment him.
He had never in his life wanted someone he shouldn’t.
He had never in his life felt desire laced with anger, interest mixed with resentment.
But here she was.
The girl he couldn’t touch.
The girl he couldn’t have.
The girl who might destroy everything he had built.
