Chapter 97 Taunting Him

• Prince POV
• Ghost’s lips brush against my neck, gentle and slow. The deliberate contrast to my fury sends a ripple of control through me. Giovanni stiffens at the sight, his expression darkening, like he wants to spit the word ‘disgusting’ right in my face, but he doesn’t. He bites it back, because he knows it won’t fucking work.
• A hand wraps around mine, steady but firm. Ghost carefully pries the gun from my grip, stepping in front of me and facing Giovanni.