Meanwhile, inside Darius's office…
Darius set Victoria down roughly, her buttocks hitting the polished surface of his office table with a dull thud. He stepped between her parted thighs, invading her space with deliberate dominance, his body radiating heat. Leaning forward until his face hovered just above hers, his warm breath fanned across her cheek, brushing her skin. His piercing eyes never left hers, unyielding, sharp, and dark with suspicion.
"And what exactly are you planning to do?" Victoria demanded, though her throat was so dry she nearly choked on the words. She swallowed hard, forcing her voice into a steady tone even as it trembled at the edges. "Hit me? Hurt me? Or what? What kind of Alphas are you really? Men who can't even tell right from wrong?" Her voice rose, sharp with scorn, though her chest heaved with barely concealed fear. "You actually believe I wrote those names on the board?"
