The Initiation (Filthy Rich Americans, #1)

by Nikki Sloane

“You wait for me. You understand?” Wait for him? My confusion made the orgasm brewing in my system hesitate. It was less of an order from him, and more like a plea. “I get to be first, Marist. No one else touches you.”

“Hello, Marist. Or is it Medusa now?” His lips held the faintest of smiles. “Did you do what I asked?” Air halted painfully in my body as everything constricted. I couldn’t believe he had the balls to ask me that after what had just happened, after all this time, and to be so casual about it. Flames bloomed in my chest. “It’s Medusa.” “Liar.” He smiled so victoriously, I almost didn’t catch the relief he was trying to hide beneath it.

“I saw you at the bar with your sister that night. You were swaying to the music, all happy, and pretty, and it pissed me off. My father had already laid out plans for me. I was supposed to be with Emily, but that wasn’t what I wanted.”

“So, yeah. I knew you were behind me when I called you a nobody. I did it on purpose, because I couldn’t stand you with anyone else. I wanted you for myself.”

“Be Medusa,” he whispered. I sucked in a final breath, let go of my dress, and as it cascaded down my body, I unleashed my power, turning all the men into stone.