Because of exams and everything else piling up on my plate, the fourth chapter will not be posted today. Instead, Dining on Ashes will be updated on Sunday.
So, today I'm posting a teaser, my way of saying sorry.
He suddenly appeared beside her, shutting the bathroom door with a violence that made her jump. She felt his anger, like sparks jumping from his skin, leaching to every surface. Perhaps the shower had made her feel a little too alive. After all, she had to remember that she was not invincible.
He was.
His hand was on her neck, pressing, but not too firmly, on her pale skin. A gentle reminder that he was the boss. The gratitude she had felt towards him evaporated like the tears had on her finger. She remembered his earlier display of power and the feeling that he as more rage than man, unsure of why she had forgotten this in the first place.
Unsure of why she had trusted him.