She couldn’t see his face. Before she could register what was happening, he grasped her shoulders and turned her around. The sudden movement made her lose her balance, and she fell face-first onto the bed.
“You had this all planned out, didn’t you?” he murmured, his voice as cold as steel.
Despite his apparent effort to keep his anger in check, the chill in his tone was unmistakable, pricking at her like needles. She felt suffocated as the air grew heavy around her. Only then did she realize how gentle he had been with her until this moment.
A large hand pressed down on the back of her head. Though it wasn’t forceful, it was enough to keep her from moving. His hand nearly enveloped her entire head, making her feel as though she had been thrust into the jaws of a wolf.
