Henry’s POV

My knuckles were raw and bleeding, but the pain barely registered compared to the adrenaline still pumping through me. By the time we returned to the suite, the tension between us was suffocating.

The moment we stepped inside, I went straight into the bathroom. I needed a moment to steady the storm inside me.

When I came back out, she had removed her makeup. My eyes found hers instantly. She looked away, shrinking under my stare. I sat down, watching her carefully. The room ...