Chasing Fire by Billie Lustig

I shouldn’t have slept with Callie Reyes when I was about to use her as currency.
I was going to make her pay for her father’s actions.
I need her to tell me where her father is, but she is clouding my judgement.
Nothing clouds my judgement.

I take what I want, when I want.
Anyone who crosses me won’t live to tell the tale.
Definitely not a Reyes.

But she is like a flickering flame, mesmerizing me with her every move.
My eyes are drawn to the heat, the sparks she vibrates.
I shouldn’t touch, but I can’t help myself.
She is like chasing fire, and I’m bound to get burned.