The Twisted Wedding Night
I tightened my hold, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears.
Ace’s jaw flexed.
Zane tilted his head, studying him more closely now. “You know,” he said slowly, mockingly, “you look familiar.”
Ace said nothing.
Sophie’s eyes lit up. “Oh my God,” she said suddenly, snapping her fingers. “You’re right. He does.”
Zane’s lips curled. “Yeah. That night. The club.”
My breath caught.
“The one where Lily finally showed her true colors,” Zane continued, his voice thick with satisfaction. “Got herself knocked up by some random guy after I caught her—”