James put his glass down, a satisfied smile spreading across his lips. The room closed in on me, walls closing in. The air was thick with wine, with lies, and with something much more dangerous—him.
I was able to maintain the level of voice. "You just poisoned yourself."
James laughed, a low and throaty sound and it sent a shiver down my spine. "Did I?"
I clenched my fists under the table. "You're bluffing."
He leaned forward, elbows on the table, dark eyes never moving from mine. "You still don't get it, do you?"
I choked down.
He stuck his hand into his pocket, pulling out a small vial. A vial filled with a dark red liquid.
My blood went cold.
He absent-mindedly rolled it between his fingertips. "I had the wine analyzed before dinner. Just imagine my surprise when I found somethi
