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"You enjoyed dancing earlier. Do you think I'm going to get angry because you dance with other men?" he asked her carefully. "I won't be jealous, Kia. But when the night is over, you'll be leaving with me, not with them. "
She stared back at him in surprise.
"You were made to dance," he said quietly. "Your body loves the music. I wouldn't take that from you. "
"And I won't let you. " She lifted her glass and finished the wine quickly before rising to her feet and leaning down to whisper something to her father.
He frowned, glanced at Chase, then nodded and pulled his phone free.
"Excuse me. " She nodded to those at the table before turning away.
Chase assumed she'd gone to' the ladies' room until he saw her moving to the exit. He'd pushed back his chair to rise to his feet when Timothy Rutherford's heavy hand landed on his arm.
"Let her go, son," he ordered him, his expression determined. "You've hurt her enough. "
"I intend to fix that," he said firmly. "But I can't do it if she runs. "
"And you can't force her to stay and listen," Timothy growled. "Don't make her hide again, Falladay. You're the reason she hid the first time. Two years of it, hiding away so you would have what you wanted. So everyone would assume it was her lies, her manipulations, that nearly revealed your secrets. She did that for you. Not for me, not for Drew, and not for herself, and so help me God, if she does it again, I'll make damned sure you pay for it. "
Chase sat back slowly. "What the hell are you talking about? I never asked that of her. Not in any way. "
Timothy shook his head. "You didn't have to ask her, son. What you asked of her, she did willingly, and she made certain she did it well enough that you had what you wanted. You've taken enough from her. Let her go tonight. Maybe tomorrow, you can convince her it's more than just a man's stupidity that drives you. "
He could wait. A few hours. When the Rutherfords left he would as well. And when he did, he knew exactly where he was headed.
Chapter 16
He was waiting on her. He hated to do this. It was going to hurt him, more than it would hurt her, because if it went right, she would be gone forever, and he would be the one who would have to live with his actions.
But living with it was something he was prepared to do. He lived with worse, daily. He lived with his life spiraling out of control. He lived with his own rage daily. And Chase would suffer.
That was his goal. That was all that mattered, that Chase suffer. Falladay had destroyed his life. The son of a bitch. The bastard. He had taken everything, and now he had this beautiful, sparkling young woman.
He was doing her a favor. Because Chase would only destroy her. Why hadn't she just remained the sweet, faithful little wife she had been? If she had done that, she wouldn't have to suffer now. She wouldn't have to pay for Chase's crimes.
Kia watched the lights of the city a
s she rode home in her father's limo. The twinkling Christmas lights. Christmas was fast approaching. Her shopping had been done for ages. She only bought for her parents and her aunt and uncle. There was no one else. Except the present she had hid in her bedroom. The present she had bought Chase and would likely never give him.
It wasn't much. A new belt. The exquisite leather was soft and supple, and she had noticed he liked comfortable leather belts.
There was nothing fancy on it. No fancy buckle or decorations. But underneath she'd had it engraved. For the memories. Kia.
She hadn't been able to help herself. She was insane where he was concerned, and she knew it. She had known it when she forced herself to leave the club. If she hadn't, she would have ended up leaving with him, and she couldn't bear another night as she'd spent the night he had come to her.
It was better like this, she told herself. Better to run while she could, to avoid the temptation as much as possible. But when he had whispered he needed her, she had nearly stumbled, nearly begged him to take her then.
Aching for him was going to kill her. It was tearing through her like a bitter storm and it was taking all her energy to stay away from him.
As the limo pulled up to the curb in front of the apartment building, she stared out the window with a sense of regret. Wishing she were with Chase instead.
Insane, she thought again as the chauffeur opened her door.
Kia stepped out of the limo and waved to her father's chauffeur as he moved around the car toward the driver's side.
She wasn't aware of the shadow that moved around the building. As she turned, pain ripped through her skull and darkness swirled around her.
She felt herself falling, and it was Chase's name she cried out as she felt her purse being torn from her shoulder.
