SIXTY TWO – AN EMOTIONAL ADONIS

MIRA

Mason snaps his fingers and the room is instantly illuminated with bright lights. I stare up at him, trying in vain to calm my raging heartbeat.

He looks…different. His eyes are dark and glazed over. It appears like he's staring at me, but not actually seeing me. As my fog of fear disappears, I realize that he is trembling above me.

His hands pin mine in place over my head, and his hard body is snug between my thighs.

"Mr. Lachlan?"

"Do not fucking call me that, Mira!" He roars. I flinch, pressing myself further into the bed. My eyes widen in shock at the intensity of his anger.

What the hell has got his knickers in a twist?

As if realising that he just yelled at me, the anger drains from his eyes. He sinks his head into the crook of my neck and remains there.

"You belong to me, Mira." He whispers.

I lie still and silent, unsure what to do, or say. I have no idea what has got Mason in this state.

After what feels like an eternity with him still wrapped around me, I heave a breat