“I love you…”
“I know.”
There was something off about that response. She propped herself up on her elbow and looked at the man lying beside her, his eyes closed. His face held a strange mix of satisfaction and coldness.
“I love you.”
He opened his eyes, and with a confident move, flipped her onto her back, pressing his lips against hers in a commanding kiss…
Vita stared into the darkness, her breathing heavy as she pressed her hands against her lower abdomen. When would he stop haunting her dreams? When would he stop tormenting her? When would she forget the man she hated just as fiercely as she loved him?