“No! There’s no way I’ll be wearing that funny gown!” Brielle screamed, running out of the dressing room and Nikolas sighed.

The attendant had a tired and irritated look on her face, she just stared at him for what to do next while Brielle tapped her foot on the floor, adamant.

He closed the distance between both of them, holding her neck roughly... He inhaled her scent, using his nose to trace lines on her neck.

Her heart was hammering loudly in his ears, she was scared, brave and eager to know what He would do next at the same time.

He wrapped his hand tightly and she choked on...