Derrick’s POV
I observed her in silence, studying her delicate features as I wondered what was running through her pretty little mind. Her expression was a mixture of curiosity and worry and I couldn't blame her. If only I had put an untimely end to Oliver's plotting, then we wouldn't be where we are today. Silly little rascal. And to think that Tasha would go on to join forces with him was just crazy. What the hell was she thinking? Or was she thinking at all?
Well, I now had a solution to the problems they both presented and, like the pest they were, I was going to leave them crushed underfoot.
Eliana's voice cut into my sea of thoughts. “You're still not going to tell me?” Her tempting brown eyes beheld mine, pleading with me. Staring into them was like surrendering oneself to a hyp
