Page 20 of Corrupt Vows

And just like that, I may as well be a ghost. Serenity opens the door and scoots to the passenger side so Natalie can sit behind the driver’s seat.

I relieve Sebastian and my guards with a nod before dropping back into the car. As the ladies catch up and chat about nothing, I chauffeur them through the streets to the high-end shops. When I meet Serenity’s eyes through the rearview mirror, my cock throbs in my trousers, but I yank my attention to the road. I break out in a cold sweat as memories threaten to suffocate me.

Serenity’s voice locks me in the present and eases my angst.

I pull into the valet and help my sister out of the backseat. Serenity exits from the other side before I can stop her.

Frustration simmers in my veins.

Her side glance reveals her enjoyment over my irritation. I need to kiss the smirk off her tempting lips.

When she steps out of the dressing room wearing the first potential summer dress for our engagement party, I vow to make her pay for teasing me. She completely ignores me, focusing solely on Natalie as they evaluate each other’s dresses. By the third round ofnot quitedresses, all of which look perfectly sinful to me, I don’t dare shift on the couch for fear of revealing my hard cock. Jealousy rears its ugly head as I imagine every man in attendance tomorrow laying eyes on her and secretly lusting over what belongs to me.

This won’t do. She’s mine.

I’ve been patient enough. I gave her all week to come to terms with her future and even kept my distance despite the urgency pulsing in my veins.

When she turns around to return to her dressing room after discussing her fourth dress with Natalie, I stand and follow her.

I need a taste. Now.

Chapter 7

Serenity Vivaldi

The hairs on my napestand on end a millisecond before Nico’s reflection appears behind me in the mirror. I grab the dressing room door and rush to close it, but he shoulders through and locks it behind him.

“No. No way in hell. Get out,” I hiss as I shove at his chest.

He leans back against the door and smirks. My stomach bottoms out and fear skitters down my spine.

“Your sister isright there.” I jab toward the wall before shoving him again. “Get out.”

I freeze as his massive hands wrap around my forearms.

“What did I say about touching me?”

He pushes me across the small room and pins me against the wall. I gasp as he plasters his front against mine, lifts my arms, and holds my wrists together above my head with one of his gigantic hands. The heat in his eyes burns all the way to my soul. My body flares to life, heightening my senses and waking parts of me I never knew existed, even as fear thrums through my veins.

I shiver as he trails his fingertips down my arm. His eyes drop to my lips. Need pulses low in my abdomen, but I turn my head when he leans down.

He captures my chin between his thumb and forefinger and pulls my face toward his.

“Are you still afraid I’m contagious,principessa?”

He’s so close his breath ghosts over my lips.

His filthy promises whisper through my mind, adding fuel to the fire raging in my blood, and I realize he’s already infected me with the hunger in his gaze.

“Yes,” I whisper.

His smirk turns my knees to jelly.

“Good girl,” he murmurs.

He rubs his thumb over my bottom lip, and all the oxygen disappears from the room.

“Do you want our first kiss to be tomorrow?” I blink and struggle to hear him over the pounding in my ears. “Are you hoping I’ll hold back if we’re in a room full of people?” He tugs my lower lip down with his thumb. His voice deepens as he studies my mouth. “News flash,principessa, I won’t.” He releases my bottom lip and slides his hand down to wrap his thick fingers around my throat.

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