heavy door, the cold night a

awling French garden. The manicur

't walk anymore. She limped toward the large marble fountain in the cen

led them off. She dropped her bare feet onto the freezing stone p

what the cat

cut through the sound

the rose-lined path, wearing a blinding silver

sip socialites trailed behind her, their eyes raking over

er spine, pulling a pair of oversized sunglasses from her clut

feet away, her voic

concern. "Did your sugar daddy cut you off? Y

cruel, muffled giggles. The hostility i

ved into a sharp,

entire closet of cheap knockoffs, Kloe. Don'

of red. The malicious glint in h

m Aubrey, addressin

a disgusting homewrecker. A cheap whore who tried t

"She's nothing but a dirty little stray.

omb d

eads turned. The music from the ballroom seemed a milli

d at Aubrey like she

over Aubrey in a suffocating wave. They ju

fists so hard her fingernails broke the skin of her pa

coughing up blood on a white hos

at out was blinding. But the cold logic of he

she had won. She took a step closer, h

, aiming the pale yellow liquid

n't belong at a Vanc

didn't flinch. She lifted her chi

the glass, a massive, knuckle-scarr

on Kloe's wrist with

pped to the stone floor, shattering into a hundred pieces. The ch

eye snapped to the man who had j

stood right b

He looked like a god of war

ook of a man staring at a corpse. The terrifying, suffocating pressure