Chapter 35 A Dance With The Devil (Part Two)

• For now, he would just observe. Nodding to let her know he agreed, he drew her closer to him. "One last dance then we should be on our way." His mind on the gutter was once more, his smile was predatorial, and he leaned down to whisper in her ear. "I have plans." She shivered.
• "But we just..." her face aflame, she narrowed her eyes at him in annoyance, remembering how he tore her one-of-a-kind, very expensive, M5 wedding dress.
• "It was just a quickie." He kissed her neck and she was a puddle in his arms as always. Dominic chuckled huskily.