Tiffany Hunt

And for the love of all that’s dark, someone get me a cloak that says ‘villain.’ I want to look as dramatic as my reputation demands.”

Bold of you to attack in daylight, Blackrose. Were all the midnight hours booked?”

“You know who I am, then.”

“Hard to miss the Dark Lord,” I said. “We can skip the pleasantries if you don’t mind. I have exactly zero interest in your villainous monologue.”

“Shame.” His gaze lingered on me, just as dark and arrogant as every rumor described. “I prepared an excellent one.

Damn it all. If this was how matchmaking worked, no wonder people said love was more treacherous than war