I cough to draw her attention. She glances at me, then dismissively turns back to Matty like I don’t exist. And then she tries to wedge herself between us.
Hell no!
Put her in her place!
I step closer to him, with my fake smile in place. “Hello, I’m Margot. And you are?”
She turns and looks me over. It feels like she’s peeling my skin off as her eyes crawl from my head to toe, searching for flaws. Then she flashes me the fakest smile I’ve ever seen.
“I’m Andrienne. Matthias and I are…goodfriends.We always enjoy each other’s company at these events. And sometimes after.” She smirks.
Anger flashes through me.
“That’s funny. He’s never mentioned you before.”
Ooh, catty.
“Oh, I wouldn’t expect him to talk about his lover to his… I’m sorry, are you his sister or something?”
This fucking bitch.
“Actually, I’m hisgirlfriend–”
“Soon-to-be wife,” Matty interrupts, voice firm as he pulls me in front of him, wrapping his arms around me from behind. “As soon as I can convince her to say yes.”
He kisses the top of my head and rests his chin there like a crown.
Adrienne lets out a shrill laugh and reaches out like she’s going to touch him. He flinches, pulls me in tighter, using my body as a shield.
I can tell she’s not done by the gleam in her eyes.
“Don’t be silly. Drop the girl and meet me in the coat closet. I’ll show you a good time.”
I open my mouth to tell her off, but Matty beats me to it.
“Adrienne, there’s nothing I’d rathernotdo. Why would I wantyouwhen I have my sweet, perfect girl right here? Why would I even look at other women when I have the love of my life in my arms?”
She gasps. “You’re not serious. You’d pickthis pigover me? Look at her, darling. You could do so much better. You could haveme.” She gestures at her body that’s been on a surgeon's table one too many times.
Matty stills behind me. His grip on me tightens.
His voice is calm, but there’s venom laced in every word. “Listen closely, Adrienne. If you ever talk about Margot like that again, if you ever so much as look at her again, I’ll ruin your life. No man will want you. You’ll be blacklisted from every circle that matters. You were nothing more than a warm body. Margot is my everything. You will never compare. So, go find some pathetic man desperate enough to fuck you tonight. You’ll never be more than the whore that warms their bed.”
The disgust in his voice is sharp and unapologetic. And while I don’t condone slut shaming, this bitch deservers it.
Adrienne lets out a screech, stomps her heels like a child, and storms off into the crowd.
I turn and lean into Matty, a smirk curling on my lips.
Chapter 72
Matthias
Now that the Wicked Witch of the West is gone, I can finally appreciate the beauty of what just happened.
“You were jealous.” I can’t hide the glee in my voice. My spitfire was jealous overme. She was possessive. She staked her claim. Watching her do it had me hard. I had to lean my hips back so she wouldn’t get the wrong idea. But, holy fuck, her ownership of me was so hot.
“No, I wasn’t. She’s just a bitch,” Margot grumbles.
