Chapter 358

Third Person's POV

Vance narrowed his eyes, the golden flecks in his irises catching the dim light of the corridor. From where he stood, he could see into the half-open door of the private lounge. Inside, Kyra was seated on a velvet sofa surrounded by laughter, glittering glasses, and a row of handsome young men pouring drinks.

Beside him, Brynna spoke in a low, mocking voice. "Well, look at that.