I stand, and big eyes lift to mine.
“What you tell me is confidential.It wouldn’t be leaked by my team.”
“No, but as soon as he learned it was a discussion point, he would go out to his millions of followers and spin it.”
Yeah, he might, but violence is a sensitive topic for me.Still, he’s a goddamn fox, so it’s a risk.
But that’s not why I’m approaching her.
“Did you report it?”She shakes her head and my lips part.“Jesus, Court.How bad was it?”
More shaking of her head.
I take her arm.“How bad?Did you go to the hospital?”
A tear slides down her cheek.
Fuck.
I want to scream and go get my fucking gun.
“Please tell me,” I rasp, taking her shaking head in both my hands.“Court, tell me.As the man who just spent the night with you.Or, as your lawyer, who cannot say a word.Please.Tell someone.Trust me.”
An aching feeling around my heart won’t go away.It’s pounding as I feel her shaking and watch her cry.
She steps back, taking her phone, and a teardrop splashes down on the screen.I watch her swipe and then find a photo.
She holds it out to me.
“Fuck,” I yell, and almost throw it across the room as I slam my hand through my hair.
Black and red bruises cover her jaw, cheek and eye.She looks like a battered woman.The corner of her lip is cut, her hair matted.
I can’t help myself; I toss the phone on the sofa and pull her into my arms, letting out a growl as I hold her tightly.
“I promise you, I’m going to destroy that asshole, utterly and completely,” I vow.
The one and only vow I’ll make in this life.
One I plan to keep forever.
Whatever it takes.
For her.
