The lynx was watching her beast, eyes full of trust and certainty that he would conquer all, and even the man who's very presence revolted her entire being. Dane stood next to Giovanni, both men staring each other down as if they would have pounced on one another if not for all eyes and ears on them.
Truthfully, the moment if Giovanni would do something to her dearest husband and beast, she was sure she'd forsake everything as well. Love made her silly just as much as it made her insane. Even more revolting than Giovanni was the elites which scattered around the room. She'd never imagined stepping foot somewhere where she'd come across the elites, Giovanni, or even possibly the senator, again.
The senator.
