Vivienne's POV His mouth was on mine in an instant, hard and claiming, and I wasn't exaggerating when I said the world blurred until nothing else existed but the press of his body against mine. The kiss burned, vicious and consuming, and even as anger twisted inside me, my body betrayed me, arching toward him like I couldn’t get enough. I hated him, but wanted him at the same time.

Both truths roared through me, colliding so fiercely they left me trembling. I wanted to be in control, or ...