I never wanted something as desperately as I wanted her.

So small, so pretty, and so damn strong.

I want to dominate her, control those lithe curves of her body, and poison her sharp mind with my name.

Nothing had gotten me this thrilled.

Not the adrenaline from bare-fisted boxing, not the cracks of bones rippling into my ears, and not the one hundred-million-dollar prize from the champion match.

None of that comes on par when her thighs had straddled me, hand cutting into my neck and eyes lighting up with ferociousness.

I want her, and I’m going to have her.