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“You’ll regret this,” Jace yelled. “When you come out, I’ll be waiting.”

“The only place he’ll be coming is on my cock,” I retorted. “Something you’ll never experience.”

Jace’s voice grew hoarse from screaming, but he didn’t relent. “I’ll fucking end you, Dante.”

“Threaten me again, and your sister will pay the price. Our men enjoy doing dark things to scar pretty little girls like her.”

Silence followed my words.

Shaw looked at me with horror. “What can you do to avoid…” He trailed off.

“I have my methods.” I’d be damned if I let Jace fuck me.

Shaw’s fingers dug into my skin. “I never wanted this.”

“Regardless, it’s happening.” I pulled back to look at him. “The question is what you’ll do now.”

His green eyes searched mine. “What can I do?”

“Go home.”

“Damn it, there must be something we can do, right?” Shaw asked. “I can’t leave you to deal with him alone.”

I bit back the urge to tell him to quit caring. Salvatore monitored my every move, and I had probably already condemned myself to weeks without seeing Raphael. It was why I refused to debase myself with Jace. I had already lost my only motivation to behave.

“Go home,” I repeated in a softer tone. “This isn’t your fight. It’s been brewing between me and Jace since high school, and I’m putting an end to it once and for all.”

“But he’s dangerous when he’s angry,” Shaw protested.

I offered a cold smile. “And I’m dangerous all the time.”

Before he could respond, a single sharp knock signaled Ishi’s return.

Shaw’s grip on me tightened. “Please don’t do this.” He looked at me like I was the vulnerable one, not Jace.

Despite my urge to kiss Shaw again to reassure him, I moved away. “Let’s find out if your friend has the balls to follow through on his threats or if he’s bluffing.”

CHAPTER THIRTY

SHAW

Iopened the door to confront Jace. Dante’s stare burned into my back.

Ishi flanked him, the rigid set of her mouth cracking her usual composure. Her uncharacteristic distress only fed my fury.

Jace stood in the hall with split knuckles and a mottled, furious face.

The second attendant stepped forward. “Although there is an additional surcharge, perhaps a threesome would be an acceptable compromise.”

“No!” The word exploded from all three of us simultaneously, each horrified for different reasons.

She flinched at our vehemence and retreated a step.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Hardwin, but I need you to follow me,” Ishi said.

I blocked the threshold. “Please, Jace. I’m asking you as a friend not to do this.”

“Will you agree to stop seeing him?” Jace demanded.