“Yes,” she whispers.
“Serenity, he dies either way. Unfortunately, I have to wait to kill him.”
“Nico, fine. Take the pictures, then leave me so I can shower by myself.”
She raises a finger. “And don’t let me fixate too long, or tonight won’t end well.”
What the fuck does she mean?
I release her face. “I got it.”
After we kick off our shoes, we walk into the bathroom. She places her phone in my hand, then removes her clothes.
Her fists curl at her sides as she stares into the mirror, taking in the bruises on her neck and breast.
I want to mention aloud the damage I see, but it will only make matters worse. Her nipple is swollen and looks like it might snap in half. Instead of revealing my rage, I take pictures of the bruises.
“I can send Miff to pick up an ointment of some kind.”
“I’m not sure what I need. I’ll look it up.” She grazes her fingertip across the nipple.
“That asshole tried to bite my nipple off.”
I’m barely holding on by a thread. “I’ve taken the pictures you need. Get in the shower.”
She turns to me and plants a kiss on my cheek. “I know you hate me. But thank you for showing me kindness in my time of need.” Her lower lip quivers like she’s on the verge of tears.
“Serenity, you don’t have to thank me. Just remember I’m the only man who can hurt you. No one else.”
She forces a laugh, shaking her head.
I pull the door shut behind me and head straight to the center of the room. The urge to hurl furniture against the walls pulses through me.
Inside, I’m screaming in silence, desperate to understand why he would bite her so mercilessly.
“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath.
Tomorrow, someone’s going to die. I pull my phone from my pocket and search for medicine to heal her bruised body. Once I find what I need, I text Miff with instructions on what to buy.
I stride down the hall to shower in the second bathroom. It stings knowing Serenity believed I brought her here to sleep with her. All I want is to shield her from every bastard who thinks he can claim the woman who’s mine.
Under the scalding shower, I stew over that jerk insinuating Serenity was desperate.
I despise anyone who fat-shames her. She’s a thick woman. I love her body just the way it is. So many men love stick figures. I’ve wanted Serenity since the first day I saw her and her thick frame didn’t deter me. To her, it might look like I favor skinny girls since they’re the only ones around me, but that’s far from the truth.
My forehead crashes against the cold tile wall followed by my fists.
“Fuck,” I roar, my voice echoing through the bathroom.
That asshole strangled her. Serenity’s bodyguards will report to her father what happened. I have to get to him before he does.
Tonight, I need to focus on taking care of Serenity, even though she’s been a very bad girl. She went up to the bedroom with Chris planning to fuck him.
I tuck the towel around my waist and mosey down the hallway back to my bedroom.
She steps out of the bathroom wearing my black t-shirt. Her fingers work quickly braiding one side of her wavy hair.
“Wait to braid it?” I slide my fingers through her wavy hair.
