MY TABOO STEP DADDY
One clean strike to Delinda’s throat sends her crashing backwards, choking.
Delinda is stunned.
Of course, Lydia’s in the Bratva.
“The usurper, Delinda Dickson,” Lydia flexes her manicured nails, contempt written all over her face. “Murderer of Camilla, and master manipulator.”
Delinda is done playing mute. “If what you say is true, then you’re foolish not to fear me.” Delinda’s ripostes. She returns the exact look Lydia had hurled at her. “The Maiden, Lydia.”