Chapter 403

• Toren Rayner closed in on me step by step. My breath went tight with fear, and I fell back into the chair.
• He planted both palms on the armrests beside me and stared coldly. “Nice cursing. That’s your mean streak showing. Tiffany Mayfield, you were so desperate to be with Jace last night—were you scared I’d tear you away?”
• My breathing almost stopped. My cheeks flushed hot with shame. I turned my face away and said coldly, “Shouldn’t I be scared? A man like you—touch you and you’re done for.”