Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 195

Chapter 195: Boundaries Crossed

"What’s the damn difference?!" Jannah spat into his handsome face, her eyes blazing with a fierce, unyielding fire as she leaned across the narrow space between them.

Dorrent leaned back slightly against the headrest, his eyes narrowing as he studied the sharp, agitated tilt of her jaw. A low, dangerous rumble vibrated in his chest.

"The difference," Dorrent delivered smoothly, his voice dropping an octave into a low, raspy purr, "is whether my fiancée is truly as indifferent as she claims to be. Tell me, Jannah... will you genuinely be comfortable sitting right here and watching another woman put her hands on my collar to do it?"

"I don’t mind at all!" Jannah hissed instantly, her chest heaving as she crossed her arms tightly over her shirt. "I don’t care if a hundred women dress you! You mean absolutely nothing to me!"

"Then if you don’t mind," Dorrent countered, a dark, wicked smirk slowly cutting across his lips, "why is your pitch so unnaturally high? Why are you practically screaming over a piece of tie?"

"I am NOT screaming!" Jannah shrieked, her face turning a bright crimson.

"You are," Dorrent murmured, his eyes flashing with dark amusement. "And if you do mind—if that stubborn little mind of yours hates the thought of another woman touching me—then you can simply do it yourself. You should start getting used to doing these things for me, little physician. We will be husband and wife soon enough."

Jannah stared at him, her eyes wide with rage. Her mind screamed at her to refuse, to tell him to rot in hell, but his arrogant, self-satisfied expression made something in her chest snap. She couldn’t stand the smug, untouchable air radiating from him.

"Fine!" Jannah snapped stubbornly through her teeth. "You want me to tie your stupid tie?! Fine!"

She lunged forward across the seat, her small hands shooting out to grab the loose ends of the fabric hanging around his neck. Dorrent didn’t move an inch, his eyes tracking her every movement with a hooded hunger as her scent washed over him in a sudden, sweet wave.

Jannah didn’t offer a single shred of gentleness. With an aggressive flick of her wrists, she looped the tie over itself, pulling the knot together with violent force. She grabbed the narrow tail of the tie and yanked it upward with all her strength, deliberately tightening the band around his throat until it choked off his airway.

The force of the sudden, brutal pull yanked Dorrent’s upper body forward, pulling his head down until his face was mere millimeters from hers.

"There!" Jannah hissed, her eyes glaring venomously into his. "Is that tight enough for you, Alpha Grefo?!"

Dorrent’s reflexes took complete control. A possessive flash exploded in his eyes. Before Jannah could even register his movement or release the silk in her hands, Dorrent’s palm shot up, cupping the back of her head with an iron grip. He surged the remaining inch forward and forcefully slammed his mouth directly onto hers.

"Mmmph!"

The kiss was sudden, dominant, and heavy with the scent of his winter-frost pheromones. He captured her lips with an unyielding authority, his tongue sweeping past her parted teeth before she could even draw a breath to curse him. For three long, suffocating heartbeats, he thoroughly consumed her mouth, drinking the sweet, fluid heat from her tongue while holding her trapped against his face.

When he finally pulled back just an inch, his lips were wet and glistening, his heavy breath fanning hot across her flushed skin.

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