Chapter 8

Gradel

That was stupid. I shouldn't have said that.

I was out of character.

I wasn't the type of person who got attracted to anything in a skirt. Hell, women hardly intrigued me, but this captive of mine willed some control over me.

It felt like my brain froze each time I met her. At first, I thought it was a mere coincidence, but now, I couldn't explain it. How could my body want a woman who stole from me without remorse?

I spared her a glance and rolled my eyes. Her small chapped lips were still parted, and her eyes were about to pop out of their...