HAZEL STYLES POV

"Do you like the steak?" Riven asked, and I glanced up at him.

"It's perfect" I grinned, then watched as the dim lights danced across Riven's face, casting a mesmerizing glow on his eyes. He'd lied to me with those eyes.

"I'm glad you love it," he said, then picked up his glass of wine. "A toast" he grinned, his smile making my heart twist. "To more dates together"

I forced a smile, the tremors in my hand as I reached for my glass a pointer to the fury that raged ...