Chapter 29: Whispers in the Wall.

Violet Virgilson.

The night blurred into heat, laughter, and stolen kisses. I didn’t know how we got from bickering about toothpaste brands to tearing each other’s clothes off, but somehow, somewhere between his smirk and my stubborn pride, Vincent Valentino Virenson became more than danger in a suit—he became temptation I couldn’t walk away from.

We didn’t talk. We didn’t need to. His lips on mine said enough, his hands gripping my waist said the ...