She's Mine

Griffin~

I didn't know what I was expecting when I walked into the living room.

But it sure as hell wasn't this.

There she was — Natalie.

My Natalie.

Wrapped up in another man's arms like she belonged there. Like he was the only thing holding her world together.

I stopped dead, feet rooted to the floor. My chest locked up so tight it felt like I was breathing through a straw. I opened my mouth, desperate to say something — anything — but the words just crumbled before they even hit my tongue.

And the man holding her?

The second I saw him — felt him — it was like taking a punch straight to the gut. The smell. The way he carried himself. That heavy, suffocating weight of power bleeding off him like a storm just waiting to tear everything apart.

Cole Lucky.