#Chapter 132: I Will Win You

As Terry pulled me out onto the dance floor, I at least felt the relief of knowing Elva wouldn’t overhear whatever terrible things Terry was sure to say to me. About me, or about my sister. This worked for me, because I wanted answers. Terry placed his hand on my waist. His other gripped my hand firmly. I pushed my free hand to his shoulder, using my arm like a wedge to maintain distance between us. Anytime Terry would try to tug me closer, I would push him back. It was a never-ending, exhausting little game. “What have you done to my sister?” I demanded. He laughed. “What makes you think I’ve done anything to her?” “She would never be with you.” “Oh, darling Piper. So naïve. I assure you that Jane is my willing mistress. Never once have I forced her to do anything against her will.” Remembering the drug in my champagne, I severely doubted the truth to his words. Although, Jane had been so hateful to me, maybe she didn’t care who else Terry hurt. Maybe she even liked that about