Chapter 161

Marco got up from the bed and walked to the bar, grabbing a bottle and pouring himself a drink. His eyes flicked to Evie’s glistening center between her parted legs. When she started to close them, he grunted.

“Did I tell you to close your legs, Evelyn?”

“You’re the one getting a drink,” Evie said, pushing herself off the bed and walking toward him.

He smiled slowly and took a sip. Then he tipped