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“This can’t be legal.”
“Everything is legal when you know the right people.” Something deliciously dark gleamed in his eyes. “Laws are for people like you. Lawyers are for people like me.”
“You’re a fraud. Nothing like how they portray you in the media.” The words burst past clenched teeth. If I lessened the pressure of my bite, even a smidge, my teeth would clatter from angry, vicious tremors. “How many people know that you’re a monster?”
“Not many. Only those who bother to look past my exterior. It’s too convenient not to, though. I’m a highly useful creature to most.”
The tip of his knife drifted from my hip bone toward the space between my navel and the waistband of my jeans.
A pool of heat gathered between my legs.
What the hell is wrong with you, Fae?
But I couldn’t help it.
Something about the power he oozed got me. I’d lived in one of the richest zip codes my entire life, yet I’d never experienced anyone quite like Zachary Sun.
His knife stopped just shy of my sex. He licked his lips, subconsciously. “You could be one of them, you know.”
My whole body came alive, my pulse stuttering beneath every inch of my skin.
I wanted more.
And yet, I wanted nothing to do with him at all.
Logic dictated that someone like him would be shit in bed. He had all the wrong traits of a talented lover.
Too selfish.
Too beautiful.
Too narcissistic.
But I still would.
My eyes jerked up, crashing into his. He had no trouble meeting my eye contact. He wasn’t a psychopath.
No. He was something else completely.
The only monster of his kind.
“A deal with the devil?”
He stared down his nose at me, every inch of him a frozen tundra. “The only thing you lose out of striking such a deal is your soul, and that isn’t worth too much.”
An impregnable lump blocked any words from escaping my throat.
I cleared it, curling my nails into my palm. “How do you know?”
He shrugged, his knife still digging into my core, to the space where warmth swirled. “Most people do not possess them in the first place.”
“Maybe I don’t have a soul, either.”
Are you really talking to Zachary Sun about souls right now?
What iswrong with you?
The answer, of course, was a lot.
