Delilah’s Pov
As soon as Malric told me it was my choice, that was the cue I needed. I wasn’t going to bow down to him easily. I wanted to make him beg.
I wanted him obsessed, ruined, broken by me the same way I had planned since the beginning. And then, as if fate was on my side, the crowd started gathering in the middle of the hall. The music shifted, slower, heavier, sensual, and couples began switching partners.
I let myself get pulled into it, moving like water, switching from one stranger to another, each step drawing me closer to where Malric stood watching. My hips swayed deliberately, every brush of my body against someone else slow and deliberate. I could feel his eyes on me, burning into me like molten heat, and I loved it. I wanted him restless.
When I switched to another
