CORNERED 18+

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW. We make eye contact through the mirror. He stands in a darker part of the bathroom; it’s almost like I was hallucinating, and he wasn’t really here with me. My eyes squint to see him clearer, and he chooses that moment to walk into the light. I gasp sharply, taking the look in his eyes. His blue eyes are almost obsidian now…they’re filled with something dangerous, something tethering off a great edge, and I think he’s already gone over, and I’d be left to deal with the consequences of a volatile Lucien. “That was a wonderful stunt you pulled, sunshine.” He says, a dry chuckle on his lips, as he moves closer to me with each step, until he stops right behind me. I don’t move. Hell, I don’t even fucking breathe near him. It’s like he gives off pheromones that suffocate the room with his air. “You said you don’t know what she’s referring to.” He chuckles again, but this time, his fingers trace the skin of my back, and all of a sudden, I hate the fact that I picked