Zachary's throat tightened as his fingertip rested on Rebecca's lips, gently caressing them.

The thought of Rebecca saying she no longer loved him, the image of her gazing at Ivan, the way she held Ivan's arm—all of it ignited a wild desire within him to claim Rebecca as his own, right then and there.

Zachary's fingertip pressed down harder, his eyes swirling with stormy emotions. In a moment of lost control, he accidentally smudged Rebecca's lipstick.

In the dim light ...