“What are you doing?” she hissed, studying his calm profile.
“I’m taking my own,” he answered briefly, and, letting his gaze drift over my face, asked:
“Vika, you really believed that you could simply get away from me?”
“My own?” I blurted, ignoring his question.
“You, Vika… you…”
* * *
So cruel and alluring that I let myself have my wings broken and invade my heart.
To tame me, and then betray me and leave me alone among the fragments of US.
Will I be able to forgive and give a second chance?.. First of all, to myself.
From the author: Very frank, hot, and cruel. Breaking those rose-colored glasses from the inside… HE