Alessandro went completely still after the slap.
For a second, pure shock flashed across his face. No woman had ever dared raise her hand to him before. Then something shifted in his eyes — dark fascination, raw possession, and a decision that settled like steel.
He stared down at her, breathing heavy before smirking.
"You know what?" he said, voice low and husky. "Fuck it. I don't care if you want it or not. You're going to be mine, Elena. All fucking mine."
Elena's eyes widened in panic.
"No! What the fuck are you talking about?!" she shouted, struggling underneath him. "Who the hell do you think you are? You can't just decide that! You have no right to claim me like I'm your property!"
Alessandro ignored her completely.
