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God help the poor girl who managed to tame this beast. What a handful.
The song came to an end.
We pulled apart, about a foot.
Oliver bowed, claimed my hand, and brought it to his lips. He peered up, staring right into my eyes as his lips grazed my skin.
“Remember, little Fae. No hurting Zachary’s feelings. I can be a teddy bear, but make no mistake—I can also become one hell of a lion.”
I mustered a smile that must have resembled a grimace. “As I said before, von Bismarck, I won’t be intimidated by a fat bank account and the mediocre dick it’s compensating for.”
He laughed all the way to the bar. Great. Now I couldn’t get a drink. Asshole would think I followed him.
His ego needed its own zip code.
I turned toward the kitchen instead, pushing my way through people. Everyone buzzed with excitement.
Instead of ramping mine up, it suffocated me. I almost made it to the door when I heard my nickname.
“Octi.”
Ugh.
Couldn’t catch a single break tonight.
I stopped but didn’t turn to face Zach.
“Asshole,” I greeted back.
His footsteps barely made a sound as he placed himself right in front of me, blocking my way to the kitchen. “Enjoying my party?”
I took my time perusing him in his slick tux, settling on his bloodshot eyes. Oliver’s words shotgunned to the front of my mind.
For the first time, I realized that—behind the designer suit and thousand-dollar haircut—Zachary Sun was a wreck of a man.
If only I wasn’t so focused on my own misery.
“Not really.” I hitched a shoulder up. “I’ve been trying to get a drink for an hour now, and there’s always someone in the way.” I raised a brow. “Currently, that someone is you. Kindly see yourself out.”
“This is my house.”
“I’m aware. If it were mine, I wouldn’t letMommybe in charge of the décor.”
Shit. I really was in a bad mood tonight.
He stepped toward me, his fingers twitching as he stopped himself from touching me. “What did Oliver say to you?”
He threatened my life if I hurt you, you fool. Great friends you’ve got there. What did you do to deserve them?
“None of your business, Zach.” I arched a brow. “May I remind you we’re not exclusive?”
“MayIremindyouI hold the purse strings?”
“Don’t worry… I’m reminded of that every time I see your annoying face. It’s not good will that’s keeping me here.”
“Watch your mouth, Miss Ballantine. I may want it wrapped around my cock, but I also won’t hesitate to fire you.”
My face must have betrayed my thoughts. That he was dangerously close to getting his nuts kicked.
