y. The sway of her hips in

he whisp

apped. "She's a bitch. Did you h

n muttered, not lookin

elt a magnetic pull. He needed to be near her. He

tanding near a marble pillar, alone for

sn't alone

ons, had spotted fresh meat. Julian saw Willia

ent. He wanted to see what she would do. The old Serena would have cowe

o close. He placed a hand o

slurred. He was alread

p of her champagne, her eyes bored.

she was flirting. He reach

ift of her weight, a slight twist of her

er voice dropping an octav

eat. It was a s

His ego took over. "Feist

er again, this t

ge surged through him. Before he even

des. He grabbed the back of William's

, choking as his

ulian growled. His vo

acket. He saw Julian's face and paled. "

see you near her again, I'll have security th

ntically and scurr

expected gratitude. He exp

him with an arched eye

stepping into her personal space. He was br

ena said. She didn't step

the scen

ee

of expensive French perfume, but

Vance's scent. She used to use a cheap

her face frantically. He look

wless. Not

hands. No wedding

voice was a whisper now, stripped

e enough that he could feel th

her voice mocking him.

," he accused, his

"Maybe you're just projecting, Mr. Sterling. Gu

ulled

though," she said dryly. "E

o was returning with drinks. She laughed at some

in his chest. Jealousy.

us. Not because William had touched her.

lled like the wife

a tray of glass

ulian out of his tr

clenched his fist so hard hi

d to the empty air. "She was