Coldhearted Heir (The Heirs 1)

Her lips part, and anger ripples over her face. Her features tighten, and it makes her only look sexy as fuck. “You did not just call me a hooker?” she hisses.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I glance over her body. The sight of her tight curves and totally fuckable ass, only makes my anger explode out of control. “Yeah, you totally look the part.”

“This is ridiculous!” she snaps, and then my eyes widen as she reaches for the zipper on her side. She pulls it down and shoves the fabric from her shoulders. Watching her wiggle out of the dress, my mouth goes dryer than a desert, and it grows scorchingly hot in the suite.

With Jade standing in her bra, panties, and boots, I have to blink a couple of times, while all my rampant emotions are drowned out by desire.

Fuck, she’s looks nothing short of erotic.

“There.” She scowls at me. “The dress is gone. Can we talk now?”

My eyes travel back up her body, drinking in the perfect curve of her hips and the taunting V between her legs. Her toned stomach and the firm curve of her breasts peeking from her bra does nothing to quench the heat spreading through me.

When my eyes finally lock on Jade’s, I have zero self-control left and darting forward, I bring my hands to her face, and my mouth crashes against hers.

All my frustration, anger, and exhaustion spills over into the kiss, and when Jade tries to push me away, it only spurs me on.

Wrapping an arm around her waist, I yank her body against mine. When her struggle against me intensifies, and she tries to break the kiss, I move my other hand to the back of her neck to keep her in place.

She manages to free her mouth for a moment and cries, “Hunter, stop!”

I’m beyond the point of rationality. My body moves forward, and my touch is biting when I take hold of Jade’s neck, crushing her lips beneath mine.

She lets out a whimpering cry and fighting against me to turn her head away, she manages to scream, “Stop!” The flat of her hand connects with the side of my neck, and the sting causes me to flinch away from her.

My eyes focus on her face, and when I see tears glistening on her cheeks, I sober in an instant.

Her breaths explode over her lips, and there’s a panic-stricken look in her wide eyes. “Please… just stop,” she begs.

The blow is hard as disgust for my actions begins to smother me.

What the fuck did I do?

Darting forward, I wrap my arms around her, and my voice is hoarse as I say, “Fuck, I’m so sorry. I… I…” There’s a lump in my throat that’s threatening to choke me. “I’m so fucking sorry, Jade.”

Bringing her hands up, she pushes me away again. A sob escapes her, making me feel worse than dog shit.

Using the tips of her fingers, her hand visibly trembles as she wipes the tears from her cheeks.

Needing to do something, I run across the room and grab one of the throw blankets from the sofa. I rush back to Jade and quickly wrap it around her shoulders. Seeing the red imprints, my hands have left on her neck and cheeks makes utter devastation rattle me to my core.

I hurt her.

“Christ,” I breathe through my horror. “I’m so sorry.”

Her breaths shudder through her, and the paleness of her skin only makes the red imprints stand out more. My voice cracks, “I won’t hurt you again. This should never have happened. I’m sorry.”

She tries to nod, but her shoulders shudder from the sobs wracking through her.

We’re destroying each other. This has to stop.

Slowly lifting my hand, I brush the tips of my fingers over the redness on her neck. “Do you need some time, or can we talk?”

She pulls back from my touch and not looking up at me, she shakes her head. “Not tonight.”

With a sinking feeling, I watch her walk away from me. I still can’t believe that just happened. I wish Jase was here to beat the shit out of me.JADEMy world’s been tilted on its head. I don’t know if I’m coming or going.

I’ve showered and crawled under my covers, but I’m still so shaken up from what happened. Never in a million years did I think Hunter would hurt me.

Not physically.

His handprints have already started to fade away, but the shock is still rippling through me. There was so much anger in the kiss. For a moment, I was terrified of him.

My bedroom door opens, and I freeze, scared that it might be Hunter.

“I’m going to kill Jase one of these days,” Mila complains. Leaving the light off, she crawls under the covers and lets out a huff. “All his flirting is driving me insane. By the way, you forgot your purse at the club. I brought it home for you.”