(Damon)
I was shameless.
I realized that when I stood in the corner of the club watching Elara down a shot in one glass. My eyes roamed her body as her outfit clung to her her body like a second skin. Even though she was seated on the bar stool, I could see her curves.
It drove me insane to think that all the men in the club had eyes on her the moment she walked in. The moment that prick Jaxon took her hands into his, I wanted to shoot my gun and leave a bullet in his skull but I couldn't.
I was so lost in watching her that I forgot I had to be on guard for any form of threat. When her lips mobed closer to Jaxon and I lost it. That was when I heard the first hit.
The sharp sound ripped through the air, unmistakable.
Gunfire.
In an instant, my instincts kicked in. The music stopped
