Page 38 of Deviant Virtue


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My brows creased. “Surely he wasn’t that stupid?”

A dry chuckle came from Davorin’s lips as he shook his head. “He wasn’t. He was only the messenger. I contacted Aleksei after that, told him everything, and he forgave Emmerson.”

I didn’t fall for that. “He isn’t the forgiving type.”

The sensation of his eyes on me made my skin feel as if it had frost all over it, and I snapped my head in his direction. That might’ve been my biggest mistake of the night, as the proximity was threatening, overwhelming, and overpowering.

“He isn’t,” he confirmed. “But Emmerson didn’t think it through. He lied about who his boss was, so to find him, Aleksei has spared his life for the time being.”

I blinked in disbelief. “Why hasn’t he just had him tortured?”

Davorin grinned widely, and it knocked the air straight out of my lungs. “That’s the thing. Emmerson has a tracker in his arm. If Aleksei tries to remove it and torture the information out of him, whoever’s behind this all would just disappear. And that’s not good enough for Aleksei.”

I mumbled, the dots connecting in my head. “Brianne was your opening, and that’s why you and she are acquainted.”

Acquainted wasn’t the term I would’ve preferred to use, but for lack of anything better, it would suffice for now. I didn’t want to use the word relationship in connection with Davorin where another woman was concerned. I wished I’d killed her when I had the chance.

“Yes,” he groaned. “It’s a hassle, but your brother is paying me very generously.”

“So why are you behaving so stupidly?”

He raised a curious brow.

“Stalking me? Do you think any of my brothers would be thrilled with that? They could kill you.”

“They could.” He cackled. “But I’m not afraid of your brothers.”

“That’s arrogant.”

He tilted his head to the side, a sly smirk on his lips. “Rest assured, little lion, not even death can separate you from me. Even in hell, I’d find a way to drag you there with me.”

Davorin’s smile was always half promise, half threat. A promise that now I belonged to him, no one could whisk me away—and a threat that anyone who dared try would meet the Devil himself, the Devil who served under Davorin.

A fervent sensation sneaked its way into my mind—soul-crushing, gut-wrenching thoughts and delirious, vivid images that threatened to drive me insane.

A few months ago, I would’ve laughed at the thought of this becoming my life.

A few months ago, I would’ve shot Davorin dead.

But a few months ago, I hadn’t known the hell he’d create for me was one I would crave—that all I’d want was to allow him to ruin me, until there was nothing left. Until all of it belonged fully to him.

T W E L V E

DESPERATE times called for desperate measures.

Throwing around accusations without proof was dangerous in my world. It would create a lot of further issues, none of which would be good for me. The only person I truly looked out for was myself, and I needed to find solid evidence, because killing Aleksei would mean my protection vanished.

A short, off-the-shoulder dress hugged my body like a second skin. The color—a terracotta red—went well with my skin tone and set off my eyes, according to Tiana. My hair was straight, with two clips pinning the front pieces behind my ear so they wouldn’t fall over my eyes.

Himeros was one of the most expensive places to eat in New York. It was owned by one of Aleksei’s friends, the boss of the Godfathers of the Night, the Greek mafia. Many celebrities dined in the divine restaurant, yet none of them knew what truly went down inside it.

The Greek mafia’s influence skyrocketed as soon as their alliance with Aleksei began, years ago, after he’d dethroned our father and forcefully taken his place. It had earned Aleksei respect; however, where respect reigned, envy hid in the shadows.

That was the reason for my visit tonight.

The main floor was open to everyone, as long as they’d been invited to dine inside. The list was filled with celebrities, politicians, and public figures. However, the establishment had two underground floors that were kept a strict secret from the public.

The first held an isolated club, where any kind of drug could be found. It was provided by their boss, Helios, with Aleksei taking a hefty cut of the profit.

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