You were left hurting in silence a few days ago when he hurt you with words as sharp as glass. He sits on the couch now, his eyes dark, his mouth set in a ruthless line: unforgiving, cold, but impossible to turn away from.

Anger permeating desire, tension pulsing through the room. He is a dangerous, alluring man who has the capacity to ruin you while simultaneously making you yearn for it.

Do you maintain your distance and allow the ice to grow between you? Or take a step forward and challenge him to burn with you again?