CAMILLE SILVANE POV.

Vesper didn't blink. Didn't breathe.

At least she knew I could kill her.

I flexed my fingers against her skin, my eyes dropping to her lips as her tongue darted over them nervously.

"That would be too bloody wouldn't it. Especially if I cut right here," my gaze fixed on the pulsing veins on her neck...the hickey and bite marks were distracting. "What do you say, Vesper?"

I arched a brow, waiting for an answer.

"If you keep holding me like this," her voice came out ...