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I was technically a prisoner now, if you thought in such black and white ter and revealed the dress I would marry Cristian in

My fingers ran along the lace The most exquisite lace I had ever seen Had ever felt The bodice was narrow, boned like a corset, and I automatically knew that it was perfect forand would cover every inch of my skin, apart from the V at my chest

It flared out fro about it was perfection, even though the thought of wearing a white lace dress on hable

Still, it was perfection

I stared at the dress for iven the situation

“Our engagement party is in two days,” Cristian informed me

He’d been distant since the night he got home from Italy I understood it Was thankful for the distance Or that’s what I told ave me clarity

The distance didn’t ht We did He fucked me daily Multiple times a day sometimes With a ferocity that both scared and excited me

“Two days?” I repeated, staring at him across the table

We were eating dinner together For the first time since he’d returned I had barely touched the food

“Yes” His plate was untouched also

“And you didn’t think to tell er had been si these past weeks, resentful of Cristian’s distance, detachreedy for him Wanted all of him And then there was Felix

We hadn’t touched since that night Hadn’t spoken of it

Though we didn’t need to

What he’d said about Cristian expecting soered in my mind He knew every inch of me, inside and out Sorowing more and more impatient, who could be responsible for my death at any moment

Now Cristian was springing an engagement party on me?

“No, I did not,” he said curtly “This party is not for you to invite your friends, your bartender” The single as coated in distaste