do with Christian is none of
your concern.” I smile with sarcastic sweetness. She
ignores me.
“He has needs—needs you cannot possibly begin to
satisfy,” she gloats.
“What do you know of his needs?” I snarl. My sense
of indignation flares brightly, burning inside me as
adrenaline surges through my body. How dare this fucking
bitch preach to me? “You’re nothing but a sick child
molester, and if it was up to me, I’d toss you into the
seventh circle of hell and walk away smiling. Now get out
of my way—or do I ha一ve to make you?”
“You’re making a big mistake here, lady.” She shakes
a long, skinny, finely manicured finger at me. “How dare
you judge our lifestyle? You know nothing, and you ha一ve
no idea what you’re getting yourself into. And if you think
he’s going to be happy with a mousy little gold-digger like
you . . .”
That’s it ! I throw the rest of my lemon martini in her
face, drenching her.
“Don’t you dare tell me what I’m getting myself into!” I
shout at her. “When will you learn? It’s none of your
goddamned business!”
She gapes at me, horror struck, wiping the sticky drink
off her face. I think she’s about to lunge at me, but she’s
suddenly shunted forward as the door opens.
Christian is standing in the doorway. It takes him a
nanosecond to assess the situation—me ashen and
shaking, her soaked and livid. His lovely face darkens and
contorts with anger as he comes to stand between us.
“What the fuck are you doing, Elena?” he says, his
voice glacial and laced with menace.
She blinks up at him. “She’s not right for you,
She blinks up at him. “She’s not right for you,
Christian,” she whispers.
“What?” he shouts, startling both of us. I can’t see his
face but his whole body has tensed, and he radiates
animosity.
“How the fuck do you know what’s right for me?”
“You ha一ve needs, Christian,” she says her voice softer.
“I’ve told you before—this is none of your fucking
business,” he roars. Oh crap—Very Angry Christian has
reared his not-so-ugly head. People are going to
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