Chapter 1

Book 2: Chapter 1

Ashley POV

“Are you sure your man is okay with this?” Diamond murmurs against my skin, her lips brushing my throat as our bodies grind in rhythm under the strobe lights.

Her hands roam, bold and warm, as the bass pulses through the floor—and through me. The air inside the club smells like smoke, sex, and alcohol. And the lights scatter across our skin like glitter-drenched sin.

I tilt my head just enough to catch sight of Gray in the corner booth.

Drink in hand. Arm draped across the backrest like a throne built just for him. That dark, unreadable expression of his locked directly on me, watching like I’m the only thing that exists in this whole damn place.

He doesn’t blink.

Doesn’t smile.

Just drinks me in with that gaze that strips me bare and sets every nerve in my body on fire.

A slow, satisfied smirk tugs at my lips.

“Oh, he’s more than okay with it,” I purr, arching into her touch, fully aware