JULIAN'S POV
I sat in my club running my index finger around the rim of a bourbon on the rocks. My attention was locked on the guests, the girls, and most of all my own girl, Viv. She had been running around all night serving my guests in the lingerie I had picked out for her. I knew that the dark, cherry-hued, lace crop top with lines of elastic running over the top swells of her br*asts would look amazing on her along with the matching panties. Her burgundy hair ran around her shoulders in soft waves and her dark berry lips stood out from her nude-toned eyeshadow. F*ck, I wanted to kiss her and hear her whisper my name.
I was lost in my girl until Daniel leaned over to speak in my ear, “One of the soldiers told me that Vivian has been sneaking out to her college."
My grip tightened on
