POV: Sofia

He pulled back just enough to look at me, and the shift in his eyes was unmistakable. Fury still simmered there, but something else had kindled beneath it, something darker, hungrier. His thumb traced my jawline, rough calluses catching on my skin.

“You drive me insane,” he said, voice low and scraped raw.

“You know that?” he asks. My breath caught. The air between us had changed, charged now with a current that made my skin prickle.

“Dom…”

“Shut up.” Not harsh. Commanding. The way he said it sent a pulse straight between my thighs.

“Just shut up and let me look at you.” Be told me sternly...