Chapter Eighteen

“My brother thinks he’s a comedian,” Enzo said loudly enough for Alexei to hear as he sauntered away to find their box. Alexei chuckled and waved at enzo over his shoulder. Enzo lowered his voice and turned back to Lilith. These words were only for her. “But he’s a fool if he thinks that you’re anyone’s but mine.”

Lilith shuddered, gooseflesh prickling the smooth skin of her shoulders and back. she could tell. he was touching that expanse of skin, enjoying the effect he had on her.

“How do you like the dress?”

“I love it,” she gasped as Enzo kissed her jaw line as gently as he could. “Do I know where I’ll wear it next? No. But it’s beautiful.”

“You’ll wear it into this performance with me,” he reasoned, following his brother’s path through the chaos of the lobby. Lilith kept pace, and Enzo had to turn his head to hide his smile. This entire event was a godsend — something to keep his brother occupied and hopefully snap him out of his funk, and another opportunity to continue to make L