Holy crap. Are all women who look this noble and elegant so lethal these days?
How terrifying!
And yet, looking at Annabelle Linton, they didn't see a shrew or a lunatic.
All they saw was someone wild, domineering, dazzlingly cool, and full of swagger!
Holy shit, she was so cool! So unbelievably cool!
Stars were practically shooting from Xylas Shepherd's eyes.
But as shockingly cool as Annabelle Linton looked, Vivian Yates was a complete mess, without even the strength to fight back.
With a powerful shoulder throw, Annabelle Linton slammed Vivian Yates to the ground, where she landed flat on her back.
Annabelle Linton stared down at her, her frigid eyes revealing complete indifference, without a single ripple of emotion.
'So you want to put on a show, is that it? You thought I wouldn't dare touch you?'
'Fine. I'll just have to kill her, then!'
'My child, my life, my entire future—all destroyed at the hands of this woman.'
