Wicked Woman

Calla’s POV

"Who is it, Giselle?" the muffled, belligerent voices of her friends called from the far side of the thick velvet curtain, oblivious to the tense standoff happening on our side.

Giselle stared down at me. For a fleeting second, her eyes widened in genuine disbelief, her jaw going slack at my blunt declaration. But the shock vanished in a heartbeat, replaced swiftly by a mask of domi