Aiden

"That's none of your fucking business."

I reached up, my fist curling in her hair, yanking her head back until her eyes were forced to meet mine. "Answer me."

"Mr. Kingston—"

"Are you?" I growled.

Her mouth curved slightly, a mocking smile. "Yes."

The word hit me like a blow.

"As a matter of fact," she went on her coice sweet with poison, "he had me pinned against this same wall last night as he—"

I lost it.

My hand slid from her hair to her throat, slamming her back against ...