All Chapters of A Taste Of Sin: Awakening Her Darkest Desires: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

[Tabitha’s POV]I watch Atticus’ retreating form as he lets the pretty bartender that had been speaking with us earlier lead him into a back room. Despite knowing that it was none of my business what was going on between the two, I couldn’t ignore the sudden thrum of possessiveness I feel while the urge to follow hits me.Beside me, Vance is quiet, but I can feel his gaze burning into me, and I don’t dare look back to see what expression he is wearing. Our current situation was strange, but I couldn’t deny that there were some sort of feeling there. However, this could simply be because of the fact we were connected by his mark that still sat on my wrist.“If you’re so curious, you should follow.”Tensing, I tear my gaze away from the door that Atticus and that woman disappeared into and fix it on Vance. Instantly, I feel my insides beginning to churn from the emotion that I find in Vance’s eyes.“I don’t care what he’s doing,” I say, even though I know I’m lying. “He is an adult, and

[Tabitha’s POV]I run a finger along August’s chest while he lets his fingers tickle my exposed thigh.“You’re becoming a thorn in my side, woman.” He husks in my ear. “But since I’m in a good mood, I’ll humor you. What exactly is it you want from me?”Flinching, I try to remain calm as I realize that he may be testing me. Either he was actually able to see through the glamour that surrounded me or he was pushing to see if I would give myself away.“Not here,” I whisper, pressing myself closer to him. “Somewhere more private.”Deciding to go along with my request, August stands while continuing to cradle me in his arms. Giving me a wicked grin, he begins to move through the crowd, carrying me out of the main hall and up the stairs toward the rooms. When we reach, he steps inside and then closes the door before making his way to a large round bed covered in black velvet pillows and comforter.“Now,” he says, depositing me on it and taking the flutes of champagne I still carry. “Why don

[Tabitha’s POV]I sit back and watch as Atticus continues to kneel in front of August. His excitement over getting to torture the trickster fae man is clear from the aura that is radiating from him.“Now, are you going to cooperate?” Atticus asks.“I’ve said it before; I don’t fear death,” August counters. “You can do what you want; I won’t interfere with fate's plan.”Fates plan. This was the second time he said something like that. Did that mean that he knew what the future held? If he did, then he would be a big help in taking down Titus and his clan, but from the way he was acting, it was clear that he had no interest in helping.“Then let’s start here.”As Atticus speaks, he grabs August’s thumb, and in a flash, it turns to ice. Smirking, Atticus pulls, shattering the thumb, so bloody chunks crash to the floor.A hiss of shock and pain escapes August, but he continues to remain silent, spurring Atticus to repeat the process with two more fingers. However, when he finishes, August

[Atticus’ POV]“Got it.”I don’t wait for further encouragement before I turn and head out of the room and then out of the mansion. By this point, everyone has begun to fuck. Everywhere I turn, they’re going at it like animals, and I feel my dark side stir, wanting in on it.‘Not now,’ I hiss, avoiding a naked woman who tries to rub up against me. ‘We have something to do.’By this point, it was pretty obvious that I had missing memories, and the only person I could think of who could tell me what I was missing was JD, a local mage. If anyone could retrieve my missing memories, it would be him.Once they were returned, I would decide my next move. Even if one problem was solved, it didn’t mean that there weren’t more. From Vance and Tabitha’s words, it was clear that the vampires were rebelling and they needed to be dealt with as soon as possible. They would be my next target when I finished with JD.Shoving my way through the group that fucks in front of the exit, I begin to extend m

[Tabitha’s POV]I can feel Vance’s hesitation as he tries to make sense of my plan. I knew that it was a suicide mission, but to see Allister suffering so fucking much because of his own father, I couldn’t stop the burning desire I felt to kill Titus.“You don’t have to join us,” Atticus offers, breaking the silence that was settling around us. “We don’t need you anyway.”“Do you really think you stand a chance against them?” Vance counters.“I wager I have a good chance at surviving,” Atticus chuckles. “I would just have to breakout the heavy ammo.”As he speaks, ice starts to wrap around his muscular arms and form into what looks like machine guns. Damn, he really was capable, wasn’t he? With his ice magic, Vance’s blood magic, and my combat skills, I was sure that we would be okay.“Fine,” Vance huffs. “But remember, my father is mine.”“I need his heart,” Atticus counters. "Therefore, I should be..."“He’s mine,” Vance repeats more firmly. “I’ll give you his fucking heart before i