Shattered Restraint

ROWAN’S POV

My heart is hammering. This isn’t the smooth, controlled Mateo I’ve come to expect. The one who never truly bared his cards. This is something else. Something… darker.

“That wasn’t for you.”

“No?” He leans in, close enough that I can smell his cologne — something warm and spiced, nothing like Vance’s addictive scent. “Because it felt like a message, querida. It felt like you were showi