Unlike the first time Roman had carried her, Violet was tense now and it wasn't just because they were about to descend from the tree house.
After their heated exchange, Violet no longer trusted him. He was not who she had thought he was. Roman Draven was nothing but a fox who seem to be enjoying this power play far too much.
But before she could overthink it, Roman moved, except he didn't take the way down as she expected. No, the fucking bastard leaped from the tree house.
The scream lodged in Violet's throat as they plummeted toward the ground, her heart lurching violently while her arms tightened around him instinctively.
He was going to get them killed!
That was all Violet could think as the air rushed past her ears, and for a split second, panic overtook her senses.