The man released her wrist and placed his palms on the wall on either side of her body, looking down at her.
Ariel was trapped in the small space between his arms, with nowhere to escape from his burning gaze.
She was only wearing this thin camisole in front of him, as if she had nothing on.
She had to awkwardly reach out and cover her neckline with her hand.
She pleaded softly, "Can you let me go back to my room first?"
"No," Rhysand interrupted in a low voice, with a hint of hoarseness in his tone. "You started the fire, so you have to put it out."
His eyes were so dark that they seemed bottomless, like a large beast hunting its prey.
Ariel finally realized how dominant Rhysand was deep down.
He usually didn't speak up in front of her, but just let her have her way.
Now, all the beastly energy inside him was unleashed.
