Thirty-Eight
WESLEY
H ere she stands in front of me looking like a true goddess in that crimson dress.
An angel with eyes the perfect shade of blue, a body carved by the gods, and an attitude that makes my craving for her intensify. Everything about her reminds me so much of my beloved Lilith.
She’s the spitting image of her mother only somehow more captivating, enticing, and tempting, oh so tempting. I’ve kept her at arm’s length until the perfect moment, for the precise moment I needed her, and tonight is that moment. No one, especially not her, is aware of what I have planned tonight. Not even my nephew, the king whom I have bred to take over for me when I am done here.
But after tonight they all will know.
Part two of my plan will commence. This part no one is aware of, but they’ll have no choice but to follow. Scarlett Steele will be mine one way or another, I’m just not ready for her yet. But once I am, not even the devil himself can stop me.