Damien POV

Vander’s breath still burned in my ear when I pulled away.

To make your life a living hell.

For a man like Vander Hardwell, it wasn’t a threat, it was as good as a promise.

But I wouldn't fulfill that.

My spine stiffened as though someone had poured ice water down it.

For a fraction of a second, I lost control of myself, something that I hadn't felt now for years.

But, slowly, I calmed my nerves down, fixing a fake smile across my lips like all was fine. ...