CHOSEN BY A SINNER (Completed)

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"Will the two of you be okay on your own? The music and flashing lights are giving me a headache."

Luca's hands fall away from me as he leans closer to Viktor. "Will you be okay on your own?"

Viktor smirks. "Do I really have to answer that dumb as fuck question?"

We move off the dance floor and head back to our table. Viktor gives me a quick hug. "Behave. Don't drive Luca insane."

I almost roll my eyes. I'm pretty sure it's the other way around.

Picking up my drink, I toss the alcohol back, which has Viktor telling Luca, "Don't let her get drunk. She's grumpy as fuck when she has a hangover."

Luca reassuringly pats Viktor's back. "Get some rest." "I'll make it up to you tomorrow," Viktor promises me.

When he walks toward the stairs, I sit down on the cream leather couch and pour myself a glass of champagne.

I have zero time to squash all the emotions Luca evoked in me on the dance floor because he takes a seat next to me, rests his arm on the back of the sofa, and settles his penetrating gaze on me. "Just you and me, principessa."

The way he calls me princess simultaneously sounds like a curse and a caress.

I love it.