VICIOUSLY YOURS
He kept me pinned against his hip, his silver eyes dark and heavy with a satisfaction that made my face burn.
My lips were swollen, my chest heaving as I fought to regain my breath, staring up at him with unadulterated fury.
"You're a monster," I breathed, my voice trembling despite my best efforts.
Julian smirked, his long thumb reaching up to drag across my lower lip, smearing the dark crimson lipstick he had just ruined.
"And you're my wife, Evelyn," he purred, turning us toward the roaring crowd of cameras as the organ exploded into its grand finale. "Welcome to the Vane empire."