Chapter 38 Wanting The Truth
- Rook POV
- I laugh, sharp and mean, pressing my weight into him, forcing his body fully against the mattress. “You really think I’m doing this because I care?” I whisper, my mouth so close to his ear I feel the way his breath hitches. “No, Mercer. This isn’t about caring. This is about owning.”
- His laugh is hoarse, mocking. “You can’t own something that doesn’t want to be owned.”