Tryst Six Venom (Tryst Six, #1)

by Penelope Douglas

“If you let her touch you,” I bite out, changing the subject, “she will live to regret it. I don’t even have to leave this seat to ruin her life.”

“I don’t like women who chase me anyway,” she says. “When I want them, they know.”

“Something hot about being used for something that feels so good?”

“You’re mine. You’ve always been mine. Whenever I want. You’re my fucking girl.”

“Baby . . .” she bites out, interrupting me. “If I think you’re not mine, I might make a scene. Be very careful what you say next.”

We survive, because sometimes that’s the most violent thing we can do to other people. We stay alive.”