ROSETTE

My guts were screaming I should run. It was screaming danger, and I didn't feel safe at all. Not from the way Axel’s eyes were glowing or the way he was shaking, his body burning and wet with sweat.

But I couldn't run, I couldn't scream. He held me with one hand, covering my mouth with the other hand. And even though he just held me with one, I couldn't break free from that hold.

“Rosette,” Axel purred, his voice so deep, it was a growl. He leaned in, getting his face close to mine, and he licked my lips, growling like an animal. “Rosette, baby, I’m in pain....