AMBER POV
When Victoria mentioned the bonfire, I couldn’t believe my ears.
It was perfect. Too perfect.
Across the table, I saw the way Alan and Alek’s faces twisted in reluctance, their jaws tensing ever so slightly. They weren’t exactly the party-going type, and I could already picture them grumbling about how they’d rather have a quiet night—maybe wrapped around me in bed, where they could keep me all to themselves.
And honestly? I wouldn’t complain.
But this bonfire… this night… it gave me an idea.
A wicked, perfect, delicious idea.
I could taste the satisfaction on my tongue already.
This wasn’t just some party. This was an opportunity. A stage, set for something much bigger than just music, drinks, and dancing under the stars.
This was the night I would rip Rose apart in fro
