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Goose bumps form on my skin.
Gideon is fear personified. The thing that lurks in the dark, waiting to pounce. He’s the heart-pounding, breath-stealing sensation of being chased by a monster.
He’s what keeps you up at night, terrified to close your eyes. But at this moment, I’m not afraid for myself, but for his soul.
“I’ll take care of this.” He drops my leg and stands.
“Gideon, don’t kill him. He didn’t touch me.”
But before I can say more, he’s already storming out of the room.
15
GIDEON
I storminto the basement control room, my fury boiling over.
“Where is he?” My voice booms like a cannon, reverberating through the space, echoing around us.
From the confused expressions I’m met with, no one knows who I’m talking about.
Julian looks over at Rick, whose eyes are wide.
“Sean, where is that fucker?”
As if he heard me, he walks in from the far door. The air around me turns electric with my rage, and before anyone can stop me, not that they would, I throw my fist back and punch him in the face.
His body jerks as my knuckles collide with his jaw.
“You fucking scared her. You made her bleed.” Not true. But it’s still his fault she was running.
Sean tries to block my attack, but he’s no match for me. I’m too fueled with anger. My muscles tense, and my heart races as my fists fly.
I don’t stop.
Landing hit after hit.
Blood runs from his nose. It’s busted and bruised. Probably broken.
Good, because he fucking deserves it, but a crushed face isn’t enough.
“Never touch her. Never talk to her.”
Hitting him once more, before he drops to the floor. Crimson drips from his mouth. His eye is swollen shut. Panting and choking, he tries to get up, but I’m not done with him yet.
This time, I grab him by his neck and push him against the wall in a chokehold.
Sean’s eyes start to bug out of his face, and his lips start turning blue.
“Boss, you’re going to kill him.”
“Good.”
“Gideon,” he says again, and this time through my haze of anger, his voice penetrates my bloodlust.
“You’re only alive because you didn’t touch her.” My hands drop, and he falls to the ground, a heap of blood and bruises.
I march away, my steps so angry they reverberate through the ground. My head is spinning, and anger churns in my stomach. I take deep breaths and try to focus on something else.
