A Vow of Deception, A Vow of Revenge novel Chapter 243

Once the woman, the attendant, and the bodyguards were gone, Jocelyn was alone in the suite.

She picked up the dagger again. Thinking of Tyson's question, a cold smile twisted her lips.

Get Elvis?

There was a time when that was all she wanted. But not anymore.

The tip of the blade pricked her finger, drawing a small bead of blood. She didn't seem to feel the pain. In fact, a look of grim satisfaction crossed her face.

One day, she would make Elvis bleed too. She would see him brought low, watch him witness the fall of the Rogers family empire. She wanted to see him destitute, kneeling at her feet, begging for mercy.

And Winona, of course.

What was the fun in making Elvis suffer alone? The woman he loved would have to suffer right alongside him.

...

Tyson's appearance hadn't ruined the mood of Winona and Elvis's walk. After a little while, however, she started to whine. “I'm tired.”

Elvis chuckled and stopped in front of her, bending down.

“Hop on.”

Grinning, Winona leaped onto his back. His large hands securely supported her as he started walking back the way they came.

“Am I heavy?” she whispered in his ear.

“Not at all,” Elvis said. “You're too thin.”

“Once my stomach is better, we'll go eat all sorts of delicious food.”

“Deal.”

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