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She’s not lying…
“Away I go. My client’s agent is probably waiting for me to deliver the goods. Telling me not to get distracted like a bunny. He had to be referring to a hare. Stupid,” she says to herself, but I can’t ignore the ‘bunny’ word.A common denominator in this constant equation. “I doubt I’ll see you at Leighton U until after the gala, so I guess I’ll maybe see you at the glamorous event. I’d assume you’ll attend to affirm your status as one of the Heirs of the Albrecht Empire, seeing as your older brother doesn’t show up for anything, so I’ll see you there.”
She doesn’t wait for me to say anything else. The sound of her heels fades away, but I can’t focus on that.
I can’t concentrate on the rushing beat of my pumping heart in my ringing ears.
Domino.
Domino fucking betrayed me?
He signed me up on the contract… only to use me… like a scapegoat.
The mother fucker dares to use me?
“It’s been suggested you wear a blindfold for this next set of photographs, Mr. Albrecht.”
I recognize the deep voice despite the effort to shift its depth.
My eyes, which I didn’t realize were closed, open to reveal the man in black who’s wearing a black scarf to keep his tied hair in place. It doesn’t matter about the attire or the covered locks of silver.
I know my brother just from his heartless eyes.
The real question is whether mine looks like his.
Or are they filled with murderous intent?
“Fine.”No. Nothing is fucking fine. Everything is fucked up.
I close my eyes the moment my vision becomes blurry, and I dare not acknowledge it.
The heaviness of defeat.
The burden of betrayal.
The sting of agony coursing through my very veins.
I’d kill for this man. I’d die for my friend.
Anything he said… I’d do it for the sake of my Ruthless King.
A man I put on the same pedestal as my own brother of blood.
Yet… he didn’t hesitate to throw me under the bus.
What’s more insulting isn’t the action.
It’s the fact such execution won’t happen today.
Or tomorrow.
Three fucking years later… I’d find out the man I’d sacrificed my own morals for had tossed me to the pack of wolves.
“Ares.” I bite my lip far too hard, and I know it’ll become problematic if I bleed, but it’s taking everything not to go fucking mad. To lose my shit and track that very fucker who dares betray me.
Me! AresAlbrecht?The Tainted Ruin who left grown-ass men trembling at the mere code name?
“Breathe, Ares.”
