Lily’s POV
“Damn, this place is hot. And you… you look beautiful.”
Draco’s voice was smooth like whiskey, burning down my spine as he pulled me against him. I didn’t dare resist. Something in his tone made it clear...resisting would only make things worse.
His arm draped lazily around my shoulders, but the grip was possessive. Like I was already his.
“How about a thank you for the shopping?” he said, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “You should learn how to appreciate your fiancé.”
My stomach twisted.
He said it so casually. So confidently and he reminded me of Larry.
I looked up at him, and the resemblance was devastating. That same wicked smirk. That same sharp jawline. The same eyes that could burn through every wall I built.
He was Larry’s mirror.
“How… how do I thank
