PREVIEW
... ctly looking fingers against her elbow as she narrowed her eyes at Cyrus. He was hesitating. Hesitating. And that just wouldn’t do.
She leaned in slightly, her soft pink lips curving into a too-sweet smile. "You’re taking too long to answer, darling," she cooed, her voice all sugar and silk. "I don’t love that."
Cyrus flinched, his pink eyes flickering with something unreadable. He wasn’t a bad liar—no, no, he was far too composed for that—but Isabella had been around enough powe ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE