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She was engaged. I was the best man. And though I’d crossed many lines and twisted many morals in my life, loyalty was the one value I held fast to.
Because they were getting married. Because I saw her first. Because she was his when she should be mine.
If you were my fiancée, I wouldn’t look at another woman. Entertainment or not.
Vuk Markovic wanted me, and it was killing him that he couldn’t have me, even when I offered myself to him. Especially when I offered myself to him.
“Kada te konačno budem poljubio, nećeš više nositi njegov prsten na ruci.”
“There’s one thing you should know about me, Ayana,” he said, his breath grazing my ear. “I. Don’t. Share.” Then he was gone. The door slammed, and I was left all alone in the cold again.
The businessman and the criminal. The protector and the murderer. The man who could kiss me so tenderly one day and kill so viciously the next.
