Page 29 of Shattered Oath


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And she’s going to suffer.

I’ll make sure of that.

“Boss…” Ludis draws my attention from my silent turmoil. When I glance up, he’s looking at the screen of his phone. “Looks like she just got another call from that number,” he says.

“Good,” I mutter. “She’s probably doing exactly as I expected.” He cocks his head, but I don’t elaborate. I step around my desk and head to my door. “I have something to deal with,” I say, striding out without a backward glance.

The walk toward my living quarters feels like it’s too long. Probably because every step has my rage rising higher. I’m halfway down the hall when brisk footsteps stop me in my tracks.

“Lev?” It’s Aurora, her face brightening as she beams up at me. “I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”

“You were?” I say. “That’s a coincidence.”

She gnaws her lip, looking up and down the hall before moving toward me. She slides her hands up my chest and lifts onto her toes to brush her lips against mine. She’s in her bright little yellow sundress again, a ray of sunlight that hides the darkness that lurks within.

“I was worried I wouldn’t catch you before you went out later,” she murmurs against my mouth.

“Is that so? Why would that concern you?” If she gives me more drivel about worrying about how safe my plans are, my belt will be kissing her ass before she knows what hit her.

“I just… I wanted to spend time with you.” She’s still standing against me, lowering as she sinks from her toes. She tilts her head back to look into my face. I’m looming over her, but I make no attempt to set her at ease.

“Is everything okay?” she asks, licking her lips. “You’ve been… different since we got back.”

“Been busy,” I mutter, fighting the anger that keeps coming in waves.

“It feels like more than that. Have I done something wrong?” she asks, her voice growing small.

“Have you?” I ask.

“Lev, I—” She doesn’t get another word out as I snap out a hand and grab her by the throat.

“Have you?” I snarl into her ear.

“Lev, I don’t…” she gasps out, then stops as my grip tightens. Fuck, I could kill her right now, knowing what she’s been plotting all along. Why does she feel the need to see me, anyway? To gloat? To say goodbye before my men and I walk into the bloodbath she’s probably planning?

“I don’t want to hear it,” I growl, shoving her backward until her shoulders hit the door behind her. It leads to her bedroom, and I aim a vicious kick at it, gripping her tighter as she stumbles back when it flies open. Her cry is choked as she scrabbles at my wrist, eyes wide with uncertainty.

They’re about to get a whole lot wider soon.

Spinning her around, I slam the door shut in front of us, pushing her forward against the thick wood. She flattens her palms against it, pushing back against me as she squirms, but it’s a futile battle. She’s no match for my strength. Or my rage.

“Lev, please. I don’t understand…” she chokes out, trying to angle her head back to look at me over her shoulder. I grab a handful of her hair, twisting her face away from me. I don’t want to look into those wide, pleading eyes. I don’t want her playing me with her helpless acts of innocence.

“You don’t understand?” I growl against her ear. “Let me explain it in a language you seem to understand.” I shove a hand beneath the skirt of her dress and reach for her panties. She yelps as I rip the scrap of lace from her twisting body.

“Lev!” she cries, reaching a hand back at me. It glances past my hip uselessly, but I slap her ass hard for her efforts. She shrieks and kicks at me. “Quit it! We’re not playing games now!” Her voice pitches high. “Please… Let me just—”

But she’s wrong. As long as she’s mine, I can do anything I fucking want. And right now, I don’t want to hear another lie spill from that pretty little mouth. Bundling the lace of her panties into a rough ball, I thrust them past her lips, effectively shutting her up.

With one hand tangled into her hair to keep her face pressed against the door, I thrust my hand between her thighs. She groans deep in her throat as my fingers find her slit and push in.

“Strange, Aurora, how wet you are every time I touch you,” I whisper roughly. “Is that for me? Or can you turn it on and off, like everything else?”

She heaves a breath, screwing her eyes shut, but I’m not convinced by her little act of innocence. I keep thrusting my fingers in and out of her, the slick sounds growing louder until she parts her thighs for me, then grips my arm and drags me closer.

A dark smile curls my mouth. It may hurt to know what she’s doing, but at least this little war has its benefits. Her movements grow more frantic, until I withdraw my fingers abruptly, fumbling to release my throbbing cock from where it’s caged. Using my foot to spread her legs, I slide the spongy tip along her dripping cunt and shove in without warning.

“Uhn!” she chokes out, the sound muffled by the fabric as I pound into her with less care than I’ve ever shown her before. I grunt with each savage thrust and she echoes me with muffled moans, fingers splaying and then clawing against the door panel. And yet through it all, those walls are clamping and sucking at me like a hungry mouth. Even in rage, I can’t seem to fuck the need from her.

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