dragging her through the stunned, silent crowd. Her heels sc

it would only make her look hysterical. She let him pull her

Private' and kicked it o

arm of a plush velvet sofa. The champag

he click echoed in the small, opulent room, sealing th

om. "Spending my money, flirting with every boy in the room.

her chin held high. "Every dollar I spent is marital property. And as for embarrassment

e air, ugly and undeniable. It

another step closer, "Delila i

difference, Crockett? That she's a better actress than I was

aimed dart, striking at the

ds. He would show her who was in control.

iss her. He was going to crush her mouth under his, a brutal punishment for her insolence, a reassert

ingers brushed he

he champagne flute she had just set down an

ont of his expensive Tom Ford suit, soaking th

eemed

disbelief. He looked down at the dark, spreading stain on his ch

n't. She

ng hers. The fury in them was no longer c

out her name, each syllab

table with a soft, deliberate click. She me

ol and crisp as the champagne ha

creating a moment of shock that shattered h

ngerous slits. He had to break her. Tonight. If he didn't reassert his domi

ds her. The air in the small room becam