Chapter 65


    Chapter 65


    “I don’t think I’ve ever had cheap wine. Maybe I’ll like pretending to be poor.”


    Roman gently took the ss from her hand, lightly licked the lipstick mark on the rim, and then drank.


    As he swallowed, he observed Taya’s expression.


    This time the earlier telltale signs of deceit and fear were


    gone.


    Nevertheless, he wasn’t a f ool. He’d been around long enough to have a gained a healthy distrust of


    everyone. When you were born into a leadership role in a powerful, you were born


    with enemies.


    Roman was cautious, only taking a sip before putting down the ss.


    I didn’t expect him to be so difficult to deal with. Appealing to his ego always did the trick, but I needed


    him to drink more.


    If he didn’t drink enough of the sleeping pills, I wouldn’t be


    Chapter 65


    able to take him down.


    2/3


    Add to that…a stranger was hiding in the bathroom. If he saw that I had killed someone, I might be


    unable to escape.


    This was a mess.


    And Roman had no intention of letting me go.


    He put down the ss, grabbed my hand, and sat on the sofa. Once he was seated, he dragged me


    onto hisp, trapping


    me.


    One of his di sgusting hands reached out to touch my thigh, inching higher and higher.


    I was no match for him unless the sleeping pills kicked in, and I was pretty sure he hadn’t had enough.


    “Beta Starke, didn’t you promise not to touch me?”


    I squirmed in hisp, trying to wriggle my way out of his arms so I could stand. All that did was cause


    him to smile, his wolf


    gleaming amber in his eyes.


    “Why ever would I let you go?”Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.