His hand curled around her bicep and he tossed her on the ground. The way she looked up at him panting and with a teasing smile, my guys twisted agonisingly. The existence inside me stiffened, my body was tensed, alert. Xerxes gave her his infamous arrogant smirk and held his hand for her to grab. There was nothing sexual in his course of action, but I was afraid that she felt the same. There was no innocence in the way she grabbed his hand, intertwining her fingers with his. My fists clenched.

Laura smiled at him muttering something and Xerxes raised his brow before leaning down and whispering something in...