“Callie!”

She jumped at the sound of her name that thundered from Vin’s lips. What happened to low-key? Without taking her hand off the counter, she turned around to face the crime lord.

She had seen Vin angry before, but he’d never raised his voice at her, not like this.

With his hands fisted in anger, Vin stepped into Callie’s space, crowding her into the marble countertop, ignoring her little protests.

“I left you alone for five minutes!” he raged, fuming. He grabbed the tumbler from her hand and slammed it down on the countertop with a horrifying crack. “Don’t drink this shit.”

But Callie smirked, her body buzzing with...