Page 211 of Maddening Fixation

No.

No.

This wasn’t anger. This wasn’t punishment.

This was absolute madness.

He was asking me to eat a raw, blood-soaked human heart.

The man standing before me had become something far more terrifying than any monster I had ever imagined.

I spun around, desperate to run.

A solid wall of suited men blocked every possible exit.

They didn’t even have to touch me.

Their cold, unyielding stares made it clear there would be no escape.

Panic clawed its way up my throat.

Frantically, I looked around the club.

People were leaving in waves.

Conversations had vanished. Chairs scraped against the floor as guests hurried toward the exits without so much as a backward glance.

Within moments, the once-lively club was nearly empty.

My heart sank.

There would be no help.

No witnesses willing to intervene.

Romeo’s lips curved into a slow, merciless smile.

“It’s my club.”

The words hit me almost as hard as everything else.

His club?

My mind reeled.

He had only recently been released from prison.

How had he already acquired something this extravagant?

How much power did this man actually possess?

The disbelief quickly gave way to anger.

“You were at the hospital with Yarina all day,” I shouted, every ounce of hurt spilling out of me. “Cuddling her while I was left wondering where I stood!”

My voice cracked.

“We had sex this morning—for the first time—and you made it feel like it meant nothing before running straight to her.”