Lilith mistress of Seduction

On the eve of Caius's succession as Godfather, He downed two pills, and then he and Selena were lost in the depths of the night, until both were utterly spent..

From the pitch-dark woods to the backseat of a Maybach, then the bathtub, and finally gripping her waist to throw her onto the bed.

She was completely drained after the long and relentless night. Staring at her torn nightgown, Selena asked hoarsely, "Caius, are you not planning to see tomorrow's sunrise?"

A thirst so raw it bordered on madness.

Caius lit a cigar.

The swirling smoke blurred his expression.

"Selena, if I said I wanted to cut things off, you wouldn't throw your life away over it, would you?"

His tone was flippant, tossed out as if in passing, but it sent a chill through Selena.

She had been with Caius for ten years and knew him better than anyone.

But today, she couldn't tell how much truth hid beneath that mocking little test.

Selena pushed herself up, narrowing her eyes at him.

The silk quilt slipped down, baring her shoulders and back.

Their eyes locked, neither speaking.

Selena moved.

She forced down the surge of emotion, snatched the cigar from his hand, drew hard, and blew the smoke into his face.

"Caius, it's been ten years."

Ten years ago, the naive, headstrong Selena would have staked her life just to stay by his side.

But ten years had passed-she was twenty-seven now.

She left the rest unsaid, but Caius understood-clear without words.

He said softly, "Then let's leave it here, Selena. We're too old for drama-it's not a good look anymore."

Selena froze, the cigar suspended between her fingers.

In the dark, tears spilled down her cheeks, blurring her makeup.

The cigar burned down, searing her fingertips with pain.

Only then did she snap back, feigning lightness.

"Alright."

Selena slipped out of bed and picked up her outfits, just about to put it on when Caius hooked an arm around her waist and pulled her back into his arms.

His kisses rained down, inch by inch, branding her skin as his seal of possession.

With practiced ease, he fastened her bra clasp, then wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder as he used to.

"I'm getting married next month. Will you be there?"

Selena's heart tightened.

So fast? From breaking up with her to marrying another woman-this fast?

She was momentarily speechless.