“Where’s the passion you gave Ivan, kotyonok?” he asked harshly, wiping blood from his lip with a thumb. “I won’t believe you have reservations about kissing two men on the same day.” A knot of anger stretched in my chest, forcing the insult from me. “The only reservation I have is kissing you.” The next second of silence suffocated me, his eyes not leaving mine while a muscle ticked in his jaw. “I guess we’re both narcissistic then.” Knowing his twisted definition of “lucky,” I swallowed and watched him warily. “What’s that supposed to mean?” A sinful glint stole the heat from his eyes, the words cool and apathetic. “I’ve never been one to mix kissing and fucking.” The hiss of his Montblanc belt sliding through its loops dropped my stomach like a lead weight. He didn’t intend for tonight to end with a cold shower. Heart pounding like a racehorse’s hooves on dirt, I backed up until I bumped into the couch. The metal buckle hit the floor with a clank, stretching my skin taut. I told myself to stay strong and retain my dignity at all costs, but when he took a single step in my direction, I blurted, “I’m a virgin.” He didn’t even consider it before laughing humorlessly. “You’re such a fucking liar.” I shouldn’t have cried wolf so many times. Now, it was going to screw me over—literally. “Tt takes one to know one, doesn’t it?” My voice shook. Each step he took toward me, I mimicked in the opposite direction until I stood behind the couch, a simple piece of furniture the only divider between us. “Mm. We don’t know each other that well yet, but we will.” A shattered piece of porcelain crunched beneath his boot. “You act like it will be memorable for me,” I retorted, forced to the front of the couch when he stepped around it. “I’m sure it’ll be different than your experiences with pampered college boys.” Frustration tunneled beneath my skin. That was the exact thought that led me into D’yavol’s arms, putting me in a position to be circling a couch to stay away from him. “Ivan isn’t a college boy.” There Madame Richie went again, throwing Ivan under the bus.