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“The line between sin and desire is always blurred in the dark.”-Sh.Rivera~•8:30pmIf hell had a waiting room, it would look exactly like this club. It was everything Mamma had trained me against but still here I was.The dress Zorah insisted I wear was too short, too tight, too revealing and hugged tightly parts of my body I didn’t want noticed, leaving my back completely bare.We’d officially been here for thirty minutes, and I had already begun to question my decision. Zorah, on the other hand, looked like sin in heels, sleek black dress hugging her figure, blonde hair loose around her shoulders. She had even managed to trick the bodyguards and sneak us out without them noticing.But nothing prepared me for how loud the music would be, at this point I could barely hear my own thoughts.Zorah had already draped herself over two different guys, a blond and a brunette, grinding against each one of them in ways I doubted were viewer-appropriate. Each one with their lips buried into

“A man without enemies is already dead. A man without a woman is half-dead.”-Sh. Zayen~• If someone had told me a fragile little angel would have my cock this hard, and this close to snapping my restraint in less than two days into marriage, I’d have probably laughed in their face and maybe slit their throat for the insult. Earlier, I’d gotten a call from one of my capos. He’d found my sister and my wife in some godforsaken club, grinding against nobodies who clearly didn't value their lives. Zorah, I could almost excuse. She lived to corrupt. But Rivera? Rivera was different. She was testing me in ways no one ever had. And it didn’t help matters that I enjoyed it more than I should. Still, her defiance wasn’t the only thing gnawing at me tonight. The news I’d received earlier. My men had finally located the production sites for Veyla Dust, a new strain deadlier than wolfsbane, engineered specifically to paralyze our kind. Unlike wolfsbane, it wasn’t useless against the Eve

“Of all the places he could’ve stayed away from, he chose the one I was in.”—Sh Rivera~• “What are you doing here?” The rage that burned inside me was unmatched. He slid into the empty space next to me. “It’s a Rosta Coast gathering, I am supposed to be here.” Right. If anything, I was the one in the wrong place. I couldn’t stand another second next to him. “Then excuse me,” I stood, ready to leave when he caught me by the wrist. He stepped in front of me. “Wait, I miss you.” His mouth curved into that same sheepish half-smile I once thought was charming. That smile that used to undo me. “Let’s talk things through.” I yanked my wrist free. “Don’t you dare touch me. There’s nothing to talk about.” He arched a brow. “You can’t actually be serious, Ri.” “Where’s your girl from earlier?” I shot back. “You’ve already disregarded her too, haven’t you?” He chuckled. “Don’t tell me you actually believed that. C’mon Rivera, don’t let that misunderstanding come between