Chapter 9 Vincent

• Vincent slammed the bathroom door shut, biting down hard on his lip to keep himself in check.
• For a moment, he’d almost lost control. The urge to take her, to push her against that wall and make her scream his name, had been overwhelming. He wanted her so badly it hurt, wanted to bury himself between her legs and hear her beg for more.
• But that wasn’t the plan. He had a game to play, and he couldn’t afford to let his desires get in the way. Not yet. Even though he knew he’d eventually have her, he didn’t want it to be on her terms, and he sure as hell didn’t want to enjoy it.