#Chapter 51 - Poison

[Violet’s POV] I was seriously seconds away from full-out decking the Baron in the face. Goddess only knows what sort of headlines I’d be making come the following morning if I were to have let my intrusive thoughts win at that moment. But no. Kane was wise enough to pull back and head off to annoy some other poor soul for the evening while I was left fuming. Lucian turned me in his hands until I was properly facing him. I hissed under my breath. “Really?” “Yes,” Lucian grunted. “If I hadn’t stepped in any sooner, there’s a high chance that Venmer would be sporting a black eye.” I rolled my eyes and scoffed. “Oh, please. Unlike half of the old men here, I have a bit more self-restraint.” “I know that,” he conceded. “But that could also be part of their plan to hurt you. If they can make you appear unstable in any way, it’s going to be a lot easier for you to become discredited when trying to make proposals.” Damnit. I bit back a sneer. “Bastards,” I snarled. A