The Princess's Second Life
“Ah, but vipers have fangs sharp enough to protect those who know how to hold them.”
For a moment, she saw it again—the boy she had once loved in another life. The boy who had whispered promises of forever before delivering her to ruin. And for that heartbeat, she hated herself for the way her chest tightened.
But she hated him more.
“Stay out of my way, Kieran,” she hissed. “Or I will carve your smile off your face.”
His eyes lit with amusement instead of anger. “Gods, I do enjoy you, Princess.” He leaned close enough for his breath to brush her ear. “And you’ll enjoy me too—one way or another.”