HER IRRESISTIBLE DEVIL: Dear Ex Wants To Ruin Me Again.

"Please, let's not do this. I'm married."

Her voice was a whisper, trembling like the last leaf in winter, fragile against the storm that was him.

She tried to pull away, but in a blink, he had her caged-slammed against the cold, unforgiving wall, his body a force she could not escape.

A smirk curled on his lips, sharp as a blade, dripping with mockery. He closed the distance, slow, deliberate, a predator toying with his prey.

His fingers brushed against her waist-light, teasing, possessive. A touch that was not meant to soothe, but to claim.