Her audacity to have called her and be spouting gibberish, but Eloise couldn't deny just how satisfactory that was.

“ This is the beginning, dearie. Until you shed blood, before I'll withdraw my claws.” Eloise mumbled to herself, smirking devilishly.

Dayse.

Her mother's name tugged in her head.

She's the next on her plan, but she wants to take things slow with them. They need to fall to rock bottom and wish for death. Before she'd send her off to rot in prison.

“ That look is too devilish for that innocent face of yours,” Antonio muttered, smiling as he looked at her.

“ Yeah.” She grinned, dropped her glass...