[Warning: this chapter contains explicit sex, pain kink (m. receiving) and blood play. Proceed with caution.]

Penelope’s POV:

“Lead the way,” I echo his words with a shake of my head, and grab his collar, pulling him down to a frantic kiss. “You say that like you’ll ever not be in control,” I don’t hide the vitriol dripping from my tone.

His hands settle above my hip, yanking me closer to him. “You’re so fucking sexy when you’re pissed,” he whispers, his teeth nipping at my lower lip.

His words cause a fresh wave of anger to slam into me. I pull away from the kiss and shove him in...