Page 152 of Sinful Crown


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I point the gun at his head and pull the trigger before he can utter another word. Brain fragments scatter across the pavement. He’ll never interfere with my life again. Even if it takes my cleaning crew hours to clean up this shit, it’s worth it.

With that done, I have one more loose end to clean up. I need to know whysheopened the door.

Stalking back into the house, I stampede toward the servant’s quarters. By the time I make it down the stairs, I’m seething with anger.“Where is she?” I demand, my voice a low, dangerous growl. “Where the hell is she?”

Nobody answers. They all know better than to get in my way when I’m like this.

I’m tearing through the hall, disrupting everything in my path. I feel like a tornado smashing through a building; nothing is safe from my reach.

My pulse races and my breath comes in heaving gasps as I frantically search for her. I fling open the door to her room and then the closet, throwing clothes to the ground in a crumpled heap. The air is thick with rage and desperation as I step back out and cast my gaze around the room.

“Where are you?” I yell out into the stillness, my voice echoing off the walls.

I’ll tear this house apart in my search for her.

The furniture is no match for my fury; it’s smashed to pieces in seconds.

Behind the curtain, something moves. When I pull back the thick fabric, she’s there, cowering and shaking.

I take a deep breath, my heart still pounding against my rib cage.

Nothing bad will happen to her, but she doesn’t know that.

I don’t hurt women, but I need to know if she’s working with the Russians. If she’s a traitor.

“Why?” I ask.

“S-she wanted to leave.” A tear slips down her face before she swipes it away.

“And you let her?”

She stands up taller, straightening her back, trying not to look scared. “I did.”

“Why would you unlock the door?”

“She didn’t deserve to be a prisoner here. She didn’t deserve to be hurt.” There’s a tremble in her voice, and something tells me she’s talking about something else.

“Did someone hurt you here?” I ask.

She looks away from me.

I take a step closer, and she flinches. “Someone hurt you here, and you were afraid that Sasha would be hurt, so you let her out?”

“Yes.”

A tiny sliver of my anger dissipates with that knowledge. If I’d known, I would’ve taken care of it. Nobody messes with women and children in my ranks. Not without forfeiting their lives.

“Not that I have to explain anything to you, but Sasha was here for her safety. There are very bad men wanting to hurt her, and now she no longer has protection. If she dies, her blood is on your hands.”

“I thought—”

My hand flies up to stop her words. “I don’t care what you thought. You were wrong. I love Sasha and would never hurt her.” I take a deep breath, seeing the woman cower once more. If I want information from her, I’ll need to calm my tone. She’s clearly shaken. “Now, tell me who hurt you, and I’ll deal with them. You’re under my protection too.”

She nibbles on her lip before nodding. “Sean.”

That fuck.If I hadn’t already killed him, I would do it all over again.

“You don’t have to worry about him again.” Her eyes go wide, and she looks like she may say more, but I’m already out of the room. She can stay, or she can go. She thought she was protecting Sasha, and she won’t be punished for that.

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