Calculated Seduction

Vance stared at the door Dex just closed. The protective rage he felt over Maeva evaporated, replaced by a cold, venomous anticipation. Fiona. The name tasted like ash and iron on his tongue. It was finally his turn to strike back.

He planned to use her as bait. He would reel her in, strip her defenses, and discard her like trash on the pavement. He pictured her trapped underneath him, her body p