Chapter 8

*Dante* I gripped her wrists roughly, pushing her backwards and slamming her against the wall. Her mouth fell open with the shock of my sudden movement. Her gaze was languid, her eyelids lifting as her brown eyes met my dark ones. "Don't tell me you're already close," I taunted, staring deep into her eyes. I brushed her nose with mine, feeling the way she stiffened. That's right little one, I thought. Be scared. The hunter has now become the prey.