The Devil's Tenderness

"What are you coming in for?" asked Clara.

"Can't I come in? It's my room. I go in if I want," Declan said leisurely. His gaze fell on her shoulders and chest, the bandages soaked in blood catching his eyes. The stark contrast between the blood and her flawless skin shocked him.

All of this was caused by him. He didn't know what came over him at that moment—whether it was her provoking him or some