Page 86 of Craving Danger

I’m filled with a world of confusion because the man behind me still sounds caring and kind.

No.

When I remain frozen, and my body starts to tremble, I hear him move, and I quickly pinch my eyes shut.

“Samantha.”

“No.”

“Open your eyes.”

“No.”

Memories of my time with my mystery man flash through my mind.

Holding his hand.

Hugging him.

Crying in his arms.

Kissing him.

Telling him my darkest secret.

I feel his hand touch mine, and yanking away, my eyes fly open.

My vision focuses on Mr. Vitale. He’s wearing his Paradiso uniform and not the usual impeccable suit.

My gaze darts to his face, and in stunned disbelief, I stare at every handsome inch of him.

I shake my head wildly. “I…I…”

Suddenly, anger rips through my chest, and before I can stop myself, my hand flies through the air, but he moves faster than me and grabs hold of my wrist, stopping me from slapping him.

“How dare you,” I hiss as my face crumbles under the chaotic emotions warring in my chest.

He steps closer, and his tone is soft when he says, “I love you.”

“No!” I scream as I try to pull my wrist free from his hold. “You played me for a fool. Why? What did I do to you to deserve this?”

A sob bursts from my chest, only making me more angry because I don’t want to cry in front of him.

I begin to struggle against him, and he lets go of my wrist, but before I can move away from him, his arms lock around me.

He imprisons me against his chest, and feeling his strength, I know it’s no use fighting. But I can’t stop myself from trying.

“Let go!” I demand.

“I know it’s a shock, but I’m still the same man you fell in love with.”

God.

I shake my head wildly and push with my hands against his chest. “No, you’re not. The man I fell in love with is kind, and patient, and caring, and gentle,” I ramble. “You’re the complete opposite.”

When he tightens his hold on me, I cry, “Let me go. Please.”

He keeps an arm wrapped around me, and placing his hand behind my head, he presses my face against his chest.

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