Chapter Thirteen: Love at Lethal Lope.
Violet Virgilson.
The air in Vincent Virenson's house was still thick with smoke-whether from the whiskey, the gunpowder tang of blood, or just the fire he'd set beneath my skin, I couldn't tell. My heartbeat hadn't slowed since he leaned in, whispering that I was under his skin. My walls had cracked, my res