Vivianne sucked in air to scream but the blade pressed down further on her skin.
"If you scream, you'll get caught and next time, it won't be so easy to get you out," The woman's voice held a smile.
"Who are you?" Vivianne stammered. For a second, she wondered if it could be Sienna.
It was impossible, right?
But the woman tipped her head back and the light danced across her face.
She was a beautiful woman with dark skin and long lashes. If she wanted to be a model, she could have knocked Vivianne off her throne in a heartbeat.
"Someone from Ralph Blanton," The woman's voice was amused, "He's not pleased that your stunt with Damon cost him a precious opportunity."
Vivianne furrowed her brow even more.
She didn't even know who Ralph Blanton was!
But she knew what she wanted and she was going to get it.
Lifting her chin in a rebellious show, she sneered.
"Tell him Damon Wright is mine!"
