Jimmy's POV
Allen's stare turned razor-sharp, ice forming in his eyes. "What the hell did you just say?"
"Evelin's completely hooked on me—body and soul. We're in this together for good. I'm planning to propose when the timing's perfect," I shot back.
Allen's face darkened as he grabbed my collar, his voice turning lethal. "What exactly did you do to her?"
I raised my eyes slowly, letting a cocky grin spread across my face. "She gets to have me however she wants. Every intimate moment, whatever strikes her fancy. I'm damn lucky she craves me the way I am. But you? You'll never experience what it's like when she truly wants you as a man."
"You bastard..." Allen's eyes blazed with fury. The mere thought of Evelin and me getting physical was clearly driving him over the edge.
Even though Allen understood Evelin was mine now—and had zero claim to feel possessive—it was still eating him alive inside.
Still, my taunting hit exactly where I wanted it to.
