VIOLET’S POV
Nodding was the only thing I could do as a response. And if anyone were to ever see me like this, my entire reputation would be called a sham built to deceive people.
Cecil’s dark eyes met mine and I froze yet again. He was pulling me into a world filled with lust and I wasn’t sure how I was going to survive if he tried anything. My skin still tingled from now hard he sucked on it, leaving his love marks and claiming me.
“You should get going sweetheart. I’m barely holding myself together from ripping your clothes apart and fu*king you right at that table.” What table? I whipped my head on the direction his eyes went to and I finally understand what he meant. He rested his forehead against mine, his breathing changing and in between my legs started to heat up.
He then hiss
