Finished on the Desk

Dante’s POV:

*Damn it.*

The sharp knock striking the heavy wooden door shattered the tension in the room. It pulled my attention away from the flushed, desperate woman pinned between my body and the cold glass window.

"Who is it?!" I growled, my voice dropping into a harsh, warning rasp.

I didn't give Kira a chance to pull away. Keeping my arms securely around her bare waist, I peeled her off