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I needed his attention off her, but Ily continued to dig her own grave. “For a man as sick as you, you somehow remain alive. Pity.”
Rachel coughed.
Victor scowled.
And lightning bolts of savage lust shot right between my legs.
There she was again.
The girl who blazed.
The jewel who burned me alive.
Fuck, she was otherworldly when she let her temper free.
I felt so connected to her—dragged into her scalding energy as it tattooed embers on my heart.
“I see your tongue has not been tamed in my absence.” Victor sighed as a staff member entered, carrying a tray with two beers, two waters, and a big bowl of french fries. Doling out the beer to me and Victor and the water to Rachel and Ily, the guy placed the fries on the coffee table and slipped out the door again, leaving us to a tense silence.
Ily broke it with a sneer. “And like I said, I see you’re still breathing…unfortunately.”
Victor snickered around a mouthful of fries. Chasing it with some beer, he smirked. “Oh, Ilyana…are you so sure you wish to spar with me?” His pupils dilated in interest.
I made the mistake of sipping the cold, crisp IPA.
I choked.
Fuck.
This was exactly what I’d hoped to avoid.
Out of all the moments I wanted her to be submissive, this was it.
With trembling hands, I placed the beer on the table and ripped open the bag. Anything to change the subject or stop his intrigue. “I wasn’t expecting a gift, Vic.”
Almost reluctantly, Victor shifted his stare to me. His posture softened, and he sipped his beer again. “Like I said, it’s merely a trifle. I keep suggesting we have a session in the snuffbox, and now that I’m home, we’ll make it happen. How about tomorrow? You can use your new friend.”
“New friend?”
“Open it.”
Rachel suddenly looked up and caught my stare. Her icy-blue eyes blazed, narrowing with things I couldn’t unravel. Her gaze slipped from mine to Ily. The two girls shared a glance before they stared at the carpet.
What the hell was that?
What was I missing because I was sure as hell missing something.
Whatever it was, Peter was in on it too.
The way he thumped his fist over his heart had to be some sort of acknowledgement.
What the fuck are they up to?
Ily stayed stiff on her knees as I fisted the bag and looked inside.
Instinct made me jerk away.
Snake.
