Page 115 of I Am Sin

Odd. No one knows Dragon’s backstory. I certainly don’t. I never even thought of him ashavinga childhood home.

“Did you see your parents?”

He shakes his head. “They moved away long ago. After…” He shakes his head again. “I can’t. I just can’t.”

Emotion swirls through me. I want to help him. Take that tormented look off his face forever.

But I don’t know how.

So I do the only thing that I think might help.

I wrap my arms around him, pull his head to me, and kiss his lips.

And what I intended as a gentle kiss turns ferocious in an instant.

He devours my mouth, shoving his tongue inside, in a sweeping and passionate kiss.

But it’s over as quickly as it started when he pulls away.

My lips are almost sore, and I bring my fingers to them.

“This isn’t the answer,” he says darkly.

“Then tell me.” I grab his hand and squeeze it. “Tell me what the answer is, Dragon. I don’t know how to help you.”

He yanks his hand away. “I never asked for your help.”

He’s right. He hasn’t asked for my help. But he took it when I offered him my family’s investigation services.

And now he wants to call that off.

“You know what? Fuck off.” I turn around and walk to my room. He doesn’t want my help? Fine. I don’t need to give him my help. God knows I have other things on my mind. This new job for one, and?—

I gasp as my body is jerked around harshly.

Dragon grips my shoulders in the doorway of my bedroom.

And then his mouth is on mine once more.

Another raw and ferocious kiss, another kiss that makes my knees weak and my legs turn to jelly.

But this time I’m angry. I push at his shoulders until the kiss breaks.

“Thought I told you to fuck off.”

“Fuck…” he growls. “I hate what you do to me, Diana. I fucking hate it.”

“Yeah? I’m not a big fan of it either.”

Then he smiles. And damn, that smile… Have I even seen it before?

“God, you’re hot,” he says.

I raise my eyebrows.

“Do you even have a clue of what I’m capable of, Diana? What I’ve been through in my life? The things I’ve seen?”

I whip my hands to my hips. “I have no idea because you won’t talk to me.”

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