Vivian
Damien turned to the crowd. "The Ransom is on! But since the 'Lady' wants to prove she has not property, we are changing the buy-in." Then he glanced at Brick. "If she wins, the Kings hand over the deed to the North End warehouse. Total control. No more side-bets."
Brick’s eyes widened. "That’s a heavy price for one girl."
"Take it or walk." Damien challenged.
Brick looked me up and down, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Deal. But if she loses... she doesn't just stay the night. She stays until I am bored."
Damien’s jaw ticked but he didn't blink. He shoved me toward the wooden spool.
As I stumbled toward the chair, Damien leaned down, his lips ghosting against my ear, his hand still tight in my hair. The heat of him was overwhelming.
"Listen to me very carefully, V
