VIOLET POV
My lips must be bloody red. My core? Soaked. Heaven knows the moment his lips crashed into mine, I lost all control.
Aria was screaming inside my head, practically bouncing with excitement as he pinned me against the wall. His scent by the Moon Goddess, his cologne was intoxicating. Even now, I could still smell him on my skin. And f**k, it was heaven.
My heart pounded when he dropped the bomb: Xavier had been released. Panic hit me hard, followed by a surge of rage. But if Mason had taught me anything, it was to face my fears head-on. I'm not scared. Not anymore.
My eyes went to Mason. I've finally caught his attention. Rhoda, though she's shooting me those icy, killer glares. Of course she's terrified I'm still breathing. Well, tough luck. I'm not here to steal her man.
