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Violet blinks atto have this conversation out in the hallway for the rest of the evening" Not that anyone can hear us, considering she’s the only one on the penthouse floor The gruet Violet’s permission when I first arrived He said I was already on the list and escorted ood side, but it won’t last for long Not after what I have to do to her

"Come in" She opens the door wider and I stride inside, breathing in her delicious scent, glancing around the apartment for the first time When I ca else Now that I see where she lives …

I like it The walls are white, as are the couches, but the pillows scattered everywhere are a brightbeneath the dark coffee table has a cheerful yellow and grayish-blue pattern Simple and pretty, the décor fits her

I can’t help but wonder if this is the last tih hat you planned, that would be a hell yes

"Nice place," I say as I turn to face her That sweater she’s wearing looks soft I want to get et rid of the filth and disgust I feel after being with Pilar

Fuck I still can’t believe I did that

"Thank you" She steps closer and sniffs Her nose wrinkles "You smell like perfuest stuff possible and it’s obnoxious as hell

Violet moves even closer to me and presses her nose to the front of my shirt "You’ve been with another worab her arms but she jerks out of my hold, her expression fierce "Don’t touch me God, you’re just like him, aren’t you? You fuck other wo you can charm your way into my panties? He warned ed clothes I’m such an idiot But hell, ot her off onwas reet her scent all over me when she rode me like a cat in heat "Who warned you?"

"Zachary He said you and Pilar together planned soainst us both You smell just like her You’ve been with her" Her face alets ahold of herself and her expression goes snize that look I’ve used it plenty of times myself "You fucked her, didn’t you?"

"No Fuck no" Jealousy fills me I hate that motherfucker Lawrence "And when did you see Zachary?" I can’t believe I just said his pussy-ass naoes to the door and opens it, turning to look at me Her face may be blank but her eyes are full of fire, and all of it is directed ather if I have to "Letby the seat of my pants here and I don’t knohat to say to placate her

"There’s nothing to explain I’ve been played left and right for the last few years For hs, but it’s the saddest sound I’ve ever heard My fucking heart--which I thought was htest bit in sympathy for her