My blood turns to ice and for a second, I can only stare at Vincent like I’ve stopped understanding human language entirely.
His words echo through my skull like a curse... After all these years... He still wasn't done with me!
"You psycho!" I breathe.
Then fury crashes through the shock.
I shove him hard. "Get out!" I snap, chest heaving violently. "I mean it, Vincent! You are not dragging chaos back into my life again!"
He barely even stumbles, he just laughs under his breath, low and rough, like I’ve said something deeply entertaining. "Chaos?" he drawls lazily and his amber eyes gleam wickedly as he lifts the whiskey bottle to his lips and takes another swig.
"Little Doll… I live for the chaos... Life is boring enough already."
God, I hate him!
He couldn't have picked a worse p
