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“Annalise!” His voice is a snarl, his anger palpable as he glares at me with fury in his icy-blue eyes.

“I’m sorry,” I apologize quickly, but it does nothing to ease his anger. What came over me? I’m not even a physical kind of person. It had happened too fast. “I didn’t mean to.”

He crosses the distance between us in one stride. Grabbing my arms with bruising force, he pushes me against the wall, his body pressed dangerously close to mine. “Let me make myself perfectly clear, Annalise. You will not defy me again. Do you understand?”

His breath is hot against my cheek, and I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. But despite his brute force, a fire continues to burn within me…and I can’t bring myself to respond.

“Answer me!” His grip on me tightens.

“I understand.”

“And if you touch me like that again, Annalise…”

He doesn’t have to finish his sentence; the threat lingers between us. But, there’s something else lingering between us—an electric current. The heat of his body presses against mine, and I find myself unable to look away from his piercing blue eyes.

Our faces are mere inches apart. His grip on my arms tightens, but I don’t flinch. I can feel my panties getting a little wet.

It’s not fair for my body to react to him this way when I’m absolutely terrified by him.

“Let me go,” I say with unexpected calmness, surprising even myself. “Please.”

Before both of us do something we shouldn’t.

The doors swing open, shattering the moment like a fragile pane of glass. A girl with wide eyes and flushed cheeks stands in the doorway, gasping at the scene before her.

“Wow, Damian,” she stammers, her gaze darting between Damian and me. “I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

Who is she?

7

DAMIAN

Isabella has always had the worst timing.

So, it hardly surprises me that she’d choose this moment to burst into my office without knocking. The one time I have a woman pressed against the wall, about to turn her around and fuck her senseless.

Then again, maybe it’s a good thing Isabella interrupted. That look on her face though, I could go without.

She looks almost smug, lips twisted up into a grin, eyes feigning innocence. I can feel Annalise tense in my grip, her breath hitching as we share a charged moment.

“Damian!” Isabella exclaims, eyes wide with curiosity. Her excitement is palpable, but that doesn’t change the fact that she’s intruding.

The truth is that I’m very different from either of the other Volkov brothers. Cassius is a known womanizer, and even Nikhil is known to dabble here and there, most times engaging in threesomes with Cassius. But me…? I’m more of a loner.

It’s not that I don’t like sex. I just don’t believe it can come with no strings attached from a woman, and I can’t have any strings. Not to mention, women can be used, and I refuse to have something happen because I let a woman trick me. My hand has been doing me just fine.

I have pretty good resolve, although I will admit that Annalise is the only woman who has ever made me question myself, who has made me want to remember just how good it feels to have a woman underneath me.

And something tells me she’d be willing to help me remember.

Isabella’s entire face changes once she’s able to get a good look at Annalise’s face.

I quickly release Annalise, putting space between us, the heat of our proximity lingering like a ghost. I can see the questions forming in Isabella’s eyes, and the last thing I want is for Annalise to find out the truth.

The more she knows, the more danger she’ll be in. Usually, I wouldn’t care, but out of respect for her sister, I can’t let anything happen to her.

“Annalise,” I command sharply, “get out. We’ll finish this another time.” The words are cold, devoid of emotion, but necessary. She doesn’t seem to understand why, but I don’t have time to explain. And, it’s clear she doesn’t need my explanation by the quick way she slips through the door, not looking back once, leaving me alone with my sister.

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