JAMES POV

I was dealing with one of the dark sides of women—And that was their ability to come to decisions pretty fast.

Wonder why the hell won't fury!

It was barely twenty-five hours and she was right there at the edge of the stairs—trying to get one back.

I shook my head at the fact yet my eyes stayed glued on her dress.

Black, seductive, and with the perfect slit up in a thigh.

There was no way I am letting her leave the house that way…no fucking way.

I could almost see her soul glittering over it. Irene's dress was perfect for whatever she was planning to do....