Sky’s POV
The words cut through the quiet dining room, sharp and demanding. “Drink the wine. I order it.”
That instruction hit me hard, instantly wiping away any sweetness left from the chocolate cake. A bitter, cold panic took hold. My heart pounded so loudly inside my chest that I was sure Zayne Reed could hear it over the low, polished noise of the restaurant.
I stared at the red wine in the glass next to my plate. It looked less like a fancy drink and more like a terrible test, something that would instantly show my biggest secret. The stem of the glass seemed far away, but the danger it held was right here, right now.
Zayne leaned forward a little, his posture showing he would not give up. His dark eyes were fixed on me, asking for me to do as he said, but also for proof. He was t
