Tease

Katya

I had barely taken a few steps away from the car when the door suddenly opened and fast angry footsteps reverberated behind me.

I quickened my pace, all the emotions of the last few days coming to the surface and threatening to choke me.

If Ferrara De Castello assumed he could just treat me like trash and then simply make it up and have me sit smiling and dancing over a glass of wine, then he was definitely insane.

Where the hell was my security? Or my car...

A hand as familiar as my own skin wrapped around my wrist, turning me around to face a red eyed Ferrara.

I would have laughed or apologized for getting the alcohol in his eyes if I gave a damn.

And how dared he look at me with anger in his eyes?

"You wanted power, risked your life for it, I give it to you and suddenly you are splashing a fucking glass of alcohol on my face. Is there a manual I should follow while dealing with you?"

The obnoxious bastard...

I attempted to remove my hand from his, but he pulled me closer to h