Anger soared through me as I watched the scene unfold in front of my eyes. All four of these men were in my home, and three of them were not invited– well four, but I wasn’t complaining about what James was doing to me.
Breaking out of the horror state I was in when Damian ripped James from me, I stood with the blanket wrapped around me and a scowl across my face.
“Enough!” I screamed at them, seeming to break them from the state they had been in. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing breaking into my house like that?!”
“Go to your room.” Damian growled at me, causing my core to shake with desire before I shoved it away.
“No.” My firm response was enough to make Hale and Talon look at me in shock. I suppose Damian wasn’t used to being told no, and the glare he gave me spoke volumes to what was running through his mind.
“Excuse me, princess?” He asked, causing my irritation to flare. Who the fuck did he think he was calling me princess?
