“You don’t even know how perfect you are,” he replied, the words striking against that bruised and shattered lump in my chest which Prince Dragor had so swiftly crushed. “But the more I watch you, the more I see it. You are precisely what I’ve been looking for, Vesper.” My name on his lips coiled around me, tying me in knots and making my pulse race for all the wrong reasons. He was looking at me like he was looking at me.
