AUTHOR’S POV
The moment he saw her, Sam just couldn’t take his eyes off of her. There she stood looking as confident as he saw her the day of the games. Suddenly every form of resentment he had from that day and the past didn’t matter anymore.
He had now gone to a point where he knew hating her wouldn’t benefit him. He had also grown tired of denying his attraction towards her.
At the party, he wanted her, he never thought a woman could look the way that she did taking his breath away and yet there was Violet, making him unable to stop looking at her or even thinking about her when Diana dragged him out.
In that moment he didn’t give a sh*t if the triplets were going to send him away, he just had to let everyone know that Violet had been his. She still was.
And to see her fight a coup
