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“Then you need to apologize,” Dr Lansing insisted. “Explain to her what happened. Tell her about your urges, so she understands you lost control.”
My gaze flicked back to the computer screen, where Alex was kissing Marcello. She was on his lap, a paintbrush still in hand and rocking her hips into his cock. I got hard just watching her, thinking of all the ways I wanted to wreck her tight virgin pussy.
“Bash has probably already done that by now.”
“She needs to hear it from you, Damian.” His voice reached a higher octave, as if he were sick of my stubbornness. “You didn’t mean to hurt Alex. If you talk to her, she will understand that and possibly forgive you.”
I bit the inside of my cheek, contemplating his suggestion. “What do I say?”
I wasn’t being difficult. This was a legitimate question. Bastian was usually around to help me deal with shit like this. He was the most normal one of us, apart from Marcello, who was quiet and kept to himself most of the time.
“Start with the apology. Maybe even try a romantic gesture.”
My nose wrinkled in disgust at the idea. “Romance?” I laughed. “Doc, I’m not capable of romance. I’m lucky if I can get through the day without having to fight off my desires.”
“You’re capable of more than you realize, Damian. The limitations placed upon you are all in your head. If Alex likes you as much as you like her, she will at least hear you out.”
Likewas too basic of a word for Alex. I didn’t just fucking like her. That woman possessed me, consumed my thoughts and dreams. I obsessed over her. For years, I’d watched her, studied everything about her. There wasn’t a single thing I didn’t know about her.
All hunters stalked their prey.
We had watched her from afar, made sure she was safe. The heir to the Wellington fortune had a lot of attempts on her life. She was lucky enough not to know about any of them. We had agreed not only to share her, but to protect her.
Alex wasours.
And I went and fucked up our bond. The entire group vibe was off, all because of my cravings. But she looked so good, too tempting. I could still see the blood on her face and neck when I looked into the mirror and wrapped my belt around her throat.
Fuck.
My cock was hard just thinking about it.
“How do I get Bash to stop hating me?” I asked the doctor.
Dr. Lansing shifted the phone in his hand, and I heard a chair creak in the background. “Bastian is your brother. Family. Give him some time to cool down. He will forgive you if you apologize.”
“I tried a dozen times already. He won’t even answer my calls and we run a fucking company together!”
I couldn’tmakeBastian forgive me. Nothing worked on him.
He would ice me out until I either snapped out of my head and returned to normal, or he got sick of ignoring me. This was part of our process. I hated it. Hated waiting for him to calm down.
“Try calling Bastian,” he suggested. “If you get him on your side, it will make it easier to speak to Alex.”
“A romantic gesture?” I said as I considered his advice. “What exactly would that entail?”
He cleared his throat as if he were trying to cover up his laughter. “Women like flowers. That would be a nice start.”
Flowers seemed too cheap and simple. But what kind of present says,Sorry for almost choking you to death?If only Google had an answer for that question.
“Damian, I’m sorry, but I have to cut this conversation short. Call my office and schedule an apportionment if you want to discuss this further.”
I could never tell him the truth. He would have been forced to break doctor-patient confidentiality if he knew how many people I killed. That was a long fucking list. I could never be myself around anyone, only my family. And now Alex was screwing with our flow, so I needed to get her on board.
After I hung up with the doctor, I called Bastian. The line rang a few times, then went to voicemail. I left what felt like the hundredth message in the past few days. I could see him on the video feed in the office, ignoring my call.
Asshole.
A few minutes later, I received a text message from Bash.
