Chapter 56
~ Yvonne ~
Navine grabbed my wrist with bruising force, his fingers digging into my skin hard enough to hurt. "Stop touching me and get out," he said, his voice cold and final.
I looked at him, genuinely shocked. With all of my advances, with my nude body right in front of him, with his c**k clearly hard in his trousers — he could resist me?
What changed?
When did I lose this power over him?
Bitterness flooded through me as our eyes locked. His were furious — not with desire, not with the barely controlled lust I was used to seeing. Just rage. Pure, unadulterated anger at my presence.
His hands held my arms tight, keeping me at a distance, preventing me from touching him. Like I was contaminated. Like my touch would poison him.
I opened my mouth to say something… to arg
