Vivienne's POV I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. My body was humming with so many damn emotions, it was like every inch of me was on fire. No matter how hard I tried to shake it off, or just make it go away, Lana’s smirk was still burned into the back of my mind, and the way she winked at me before walking away? I hated it.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her, her damn confidence, the way she strutted through the club like she owned it. Like she was the one who belonged here, ...