My jaw tightens as my gaze stabs across the penthouse. The beast inside me snarls louder. My hands twitch at my side.
She’s still in head to toe pink as she steps into the penthouse, of course. But instead of her usual “harmonizes with woodlandcreatures” and “looking for my dickless, G-rated Prince Charming” vibe, there’s something more…adultgoing on.
More alluring.
And it makes my dick swell in my pants as I devour the sight of her.
Of course.
It’s not just the color of the dress.
It’s howlittle of her it covers.
The Evelina that just walked in wearing towering stilettos and a strapless cocktail dress with adangeroushemline is anything but G-rated.
She still looks like a princess, but this princess is one you’d want to rail the fuck out of, not watch sing and dance with Bambi or the seven goddamn dwarves.
I grit my teeth, even as hunger gnaws at me.
She was not invited.
She shouldn’t be here.
She’soutof consideration for the Syndicate, and therefore lucky to be alive.
So what in God’s name possessed her to show up?
I’m only vaguely aware of Sebastian and Carson bickering like children. I’m even less aware of Gabriella De Luca, in an equally revealing green dress.
Because Evelina has my full attention.
And someone shouldtrulyimpress upon her how dangerous that is.
Just then she turns, scanning the party.
She spots me, and our eyes lock.
For half a second, I see the world through Demon’s eyes. I remember her naked body, splayed across her bed, covered in bruises and bites, dotted and streaked with blood and cum.
Red mist clouds my vision as my eyes stab right into her.
But then she fuckingsmilesat me and even gives me a little fluttered finger wave as her cheeks turn as pink as her dress.
Fuck.
And that’s when I realize what she’s fucking doing here, and it’sso much worsethan not getting the hint and still trying to get herself into the Syndicate.
It’sme.
There’s a reason I don’t sleep with virgins, and that reason just walked in wearing big girl heels and a bad girl dress, trying to get my attention like the clingy, naive little princess she is.
Time to shut this down.
I turn to excuse myself from my friends. But there’s no need. Sebastian is already off talking to a few other senior members. Carson is nowhere to be found, and for that matter neither is Gabriella.
Yeah, those are pressing questions.
But they’re going to have to wait.
