Violet’s P.O.V.I can’t believe I’m actually doing this. The second Hael stepped into the room, kicking the door shut behind him with an audible bang, I felt my confidence waver.Mykelle popped into my head, the sight of her flooding my veins with enough anger to force me to my feet. She was part of the reason why I was doing this. I’d promised myself I wouldn’t give into Hael, yet the moment he set those dark eyes of his on me and showed me a smidgen of care, I melted in his hands.It was time to channel my inner bad bitch and show Hael just how addicting touch could be—and how relinquishing your control for even a few fleeting moments could be the drug you never knew you needed.All of the steamy romance novel’s I’d read should’ve prepared me for the real thing, but they hadn’t.My mind was blank, a slate wiped clean as I slid off the bed and approached Hael with slow, cautious steps. Like the predator he was, he watched my every move. Slowly, his eyebrow lifted.“Something funny?”

Hael’s P.O.V.I slipped out of the house before Olive arrived, dead set on breaking into my father’s private office. With him out of town for a few days, I wouldn’t get a better opportunity than this.As I headed to my car, I could feel a set of curious eyes on my back. Awareness prickled over my skin along with the ghost of sparks, and I knew if I were to turn around I’d see a certain doe-eyed blonde watching me from the window.Before the emotional and physical maelstrom that was Violet could form in my head, I pushed those thoughts aside and buried them deep down.Now was not the time for this. The drive to Cole’s place was spent clearing my head. I went inside for just a few minutes, long enough for him to hand me a flash drive and explain the process of copying and transferring all of my father’s files onto it.Easy enough.I left my car parked out front of Cole’s, slipping out the back door and into the forest where I made the trek to my father’s estate on foot. Remaining in my

Violet’s P.O.V.Every single letter had a date in the upper left-hand corner, and was written in the same font and format each time. The month was first, followed by the day, then the year. They began a couple of years before my birth, and were relatively tame.Each one started out with a single compliment directed towards Evelyn. One mentioned her soulful eyes, and another brought up her smile, comparing it to a morning sunrise. I would’ve thought they were sweet letters from a secret admirer if I hadn’t already known the truth.The letters continued like clockwork, maybe one or two a year until my mother met my father. Olive handed me the one she’d been reading, her face a bit pale as she pointed at one line in particular.I see you’ve met someone, beautiful Evie. Your happiness is infectious, a beacon of light beneath your flawless skin. I’ll continue to watch from afar until the day comes where you return my love. “That’s a bit creepy.” I muttered, fighting the feeling churning i

Hael’s P.O.V.Cole bounced on the balls of his feet for the hundredth time, chipping away at the last shreds of my patience.“Go sign up for your match already.” I barked over the thunderous music that pulsed against my eardrums with it’s rapidly changing beat. “You’re getting on my damn nerves.”“Yes, sir!” Cole gave me a sloppy salute and all but sprinted into the crowd of writhing bodies. His head, with his hair that stood up in all directions, was visible for several seconds before vanishing completely.He’d been twitchy these past two weeks, but he’d been positively manic since stepping past Jinx’s threshold. The moment the tang of sweat, blood, and sex hit his nose, he was a goner. It was better to ditch him now so that I could focus on what I’d came here for.My meeting with Marcel Vega and the visit I planned on paying to Lorenzo Santino.I made my way through the crowd, keeping each of my senses peeled. One could never be too careful in a place like this, surrounded by so man

Violet’s P.O.V.Wait a damned second. What contract?!“I didn’t sign anything!” I screeched at all of them, Cole included since he and Mykelle had just shown up. “That wasn’t me!”Even Mykelle had a slight look of worry on her face, which was surprising—but not nearly as surprising as when her eyes widened and she screamed, “VIOLET WATCH OUT!”I spun around too late, my heart and stomach switching places as a meaty arm swung directly at my face.The pain of being clotheslined by a man five times my size was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. Although I’d never been hit by a vehicle before, I assumed it was similar in nature.Every bone in my body flexed to their breaking point, my lungs expelling every drop of air as my ribcage squeezed them mercilessly. I could no longer feel the ground beneath my feet, not until my skull smacked into it hard enough to have me tasting metal.There were sounds everywhere. Screaming, shouting, cheering, booing. So many that I couldn’t begin to decip