Biting The Billionaire: My Sweet Revenge

ir, the gentle smile stiffenin

he tray in her hands an

u talking to your

ng lashes casting shadows over her pale ch

broth makes me want to throw up." She leaned back against the pil

She stepped back to move the steaming bow

heavy sedative and her stomach is w

r back teeth, then q

uilding up her strength that I didn't th

er dark eyes sweeping over Alyce's pale face. Somethi

the bed. "After all, you grew up in this mansion and never starv

of the tray until her knuckles turned white. With Kath

daughters of the Brennan fam

ed briskly out of the bedroom,

d sat back down, pa

t been back long, you'll see how ki

hold her mother's fingers,

really hungry. Could I have some of

and she gently pinched

the kitchen and make them fo

d her mother, the fragile expres

oset. Bypassing the racks of frilly pastel dresses Charisse had picked out to make her l

MA training because Jacoby said men di

alked quietly down the carpeted

end of the driveway. After Ira's afternoon call, they had quietly withdrawn from her bedroom door to the

was sitting on the velvet sofa with her phon

ing, catching the muffled male voice on

or," Charisse hissed into the receiver. "And t

anding, she deliberately clicked her heels lou

phone between the sofa cushions. By the time she

The doctor said you need bed rest," C

the center of the sofa, and picked up a

lying down. Ne

tchen. Katherine walked into the living room carrying a

berry compote just how you like it," Katherine said,

tched Katherine fuss over Alyce, her

sweetly. "You should leave kitchen work to the m

without taking he

my own flesh and b

oze, the blood drai

ed it into her mouth, and looked up