Power and Lust She's a workaholic. A silver-eyed beauty who holds power and is dangerous. Her favorite saying is, "I have an empire to run." He's controlling, cold-hearted, possessive, and ravishing. He does what he wants at no cost. "I want you, Athena," I said hungrily, her face remains stoic. "Too damn bad Lyric, I don't want you," she said as she began to retreat away from me. I took two long strides and grabbed her by her throat, slamming her body against the wall. Still, her face remains calm. "Let. Me. Go. 'She let out a huff' I told you I don't have time for relationships," she said as she clawed at my arm, and red marks began to form. "Athena, 'I squeezed her throat a little tighter' I'll make you mine one way or another. But for fuck sake you won't like either way. Now, what do you say?" A smirk formed on my lips. Her silver eyes trained on my lips, she licked her plumped lips as she tilted her head up. "Kneel, and beg," she said