Chapter 20
Two months had passed since I saw that woman. I practically became an FBI agent. I searched for her more than I sought the truth about my sister, all to no avail. Lyke invited me to this ball to help ease my stress because I was getting paranoid at this point. Now, I am standing here, in this ballroom where my life would take a turn for the worst.
Lyke's hand rested on the small of my back, warm and possessive through the sequin of my red gown. He'd insisted on buying it for me even after I protested, saying something about wanting to spoil his wife and the way his eyes had darkened when I walked out of the dressing room had made every dollar worth it.
"You're staring," I murmured, smiling up at him.
"I can't help it." His thumb traced my spine. "You're the most beautiful wo
