Chapter 48
- Dominic
- Fuck. I knew it. One taste of Lana was never going to be enough. What was I thinking?
- My hand tightens around hers as I guide her back toward the ballroom. Heads turn as we pass. People stare. I feel it. She walks close to me, wearing my jacket to cover the tear in her dress. Her cheeks are still warm. Her hair is loose and messy. She looks even better like this. Real. Untamed.