Scarlett's POV
He led me down the hallway to his suite, his grip on my ass firm and his other hand tangled in my hair as he kept his mouth crushed against mine. The moment the door clicked shut behind us, the silence of the room made the sound of our heavy breathing feel deafening.
He pulled back just an inch, his chest heaving and his amber eyes searching my silver mask with a terrifying intensity. "Are you in your right mind, Samantha?" he rasped, his voice rough. "Will you regret this tomorrow?"
"No," I whispered, my heart beating fast. "Will you?"
"Fuck yes," he growled, his jaw tightening. "I'll regret it every second for the rest of my life. But I want you so badly I can't let go."
