Chapter 26

• Present
• Valarie's eyes blazed with defiance as Dominic's lips crushed hers, his kiss rough and unyielding. She struggled against his grip, her body writhing in a desperate bid for freedom. The more she fought, the tighter Dominic's hold became, his fingers digging deep into her skin.
• But Valarie didn't care. She was beyond fear, beyond the reach of Dominic's manipulation. She hated him, hated the way he made her feel, hated the memories they'd shared. Most of all, she hated herself for ever loving him, for being so blind to his true nature.