Chapter 45

ARIA

Zavier's eyes darkened with a mix of frustration and desire. He grabbed me fiercely and with a desire. I swatted his hands away. “Do not touch me.”

“Don't,” he said. “You don't want to do this.”

“Or what?” I snapped and was about to walk away before he grabbed me fiercely and pressed me against the wall.

“Don't you listen?” I yelled, trying to escape from his grasp.

“Keep that attitude away,” he warned, staring into my eyes with a passion and anger I couldn't fathom.

I scoffed. “You don't tell me what to do, Mr.”

“I'm the king and the Alpha and you're going to keep this attitude away,” Zavier said.

The more I thought about the women he had been with, the more frustrated I felt. All I wanted was to get away from him.

His nose grazed along my collarbone while his hands moved with a possessive energy and he pulled the towel away. I froze for a second and stared at him with big eyes as my heart thumped loudly.