Cornered by Jealousy

Genevieve stood perfectly still under Donovan's heavy gaze. The air conditioning in the massive office blew a steady stream of cold air against her bare arms, but the chill sinking into her bones came directly from the man sitting behind the mahogany desk. Why was his stare so predatory? She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, trying to break the invisible tether locking her to his dark