Chapter 398

Evelina

"Well, it doesn't matter now. What's done is done." I said finally. "Go home, Mr. Sterling. Go back to New York, to Elowen, and to your empire. I'm in love with Sebastian. You're wasting your time here."

Alaric's expression went carefully blank, that mask he wore during hostile negotiations. "Are you?"

"Am I what?"

"In love with Sebastian." He studied my face. "Really in love with him?"