Chapter 60

• *Dante*
• I tried to push outside the room but she wouldn't let me. When has she gained this strength? She kicked the barely open door shut, backing herself against the door, wrapping her hands around my neck and pulling me to her. I instinctively stretched my arms out, trying to make sure she didn't pull me against her. I realized I'd only succeeded in caging her against the door. Her eyes were wide with remorse, and she looked close to tears. "Please," begged. The veins on my neck threatened to pop. I wanted to kick her out of the room, but suddenly I couldn't move. How could she have this much power over me? "I'm so sorry." She whispered.
• She let her hands fall, resting one hand on my shoulder and letting the other go much lower. She held my gaze firmly, unzipping my pants and taking my cock out. Like she owned it. My nostrils flared. In anger, in arousal. I couldn't believe she was touching me despite how mad I was. I should’ve told her no. I should’ve pushed her away, made some excuse to keep the distance I craved, but her hands felt too good to stop. So, I didn’t stop her. I let her keep going. I didn’t fight it. I caved, even though I hated it. Hated how easy it was for her to do this to me, to break down the walls I worked so damn hard to build. I hadn’t let anyone get close for a long time.