Page 53 of Deviant Virtue


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“Elaborate.”

Tiana groaned, rolled her eyes, and leaned back into the chair. “I can barely get you on the phone, and then you vanish completely. I checked your apartment, and I’m hurt you never told me you were moving.”

I snapped my eyes in her direction. “Hold up—what?”

She shrugged. “I dropped by this morning before work and everything was just… gone, and the door was slightly open.”

I closed my eyes and took a sharp intake of breath. “Slowly, tell me what you saw.”

“I mean everything was gone. Not a single piece of furniture was there, not even that soft carpet of yours, no curtains, nothing, absolutely nothing. It was wiped clean, so I assumed you’d moved. And I’m hurt you didn’t tell me.”

I clicked my tongue to the roof of my mouth and smiled. “It all happened so quickly, I didn’t really have enough time to tell anyone.”

That was a lie. My heart was racing. I was unsure who had done it, but if they’d moved every single thing from my home, it meant they’d most likely found the little safe I’d kept under the parquet floor in the living room—quick and easy to grab if anything went wrong, yet not obvious even if you looked closely.

My vision turned blurry. There was something valuable inside it. If it got into the wrong hands, that person would have too much power over me. The secret I’d kept hidden for years.

My personal Pandora’s box.

And if it was opened, all hell would break loose.

F I F T E E N

BY one, I was back at Davorin’s house. The same man who’d driven me to the city had been waiting to take me back. Aside from a brief greeting, I didn’t bother chatting with him—it was the last time I’d ever see him.

The house was quiet, but I sensed someone was on the premises. I took off my shoes and put on a pair of slippers, his strong presence hitting my senses once I stepped into the kitchen.

He had a cup of coffee in his hands, his gaze on me. Something snapped inside my stomach; I couldn’t shake off the feeling, and soon enough it spread through my body.

“You seem to have trouble understanding the basics, Kaya,” he said. “Did I or did I not tell you to stay fucking put?”

I was amused, to say the least. “The next time you have a message for me, deliver it personally and I just might listen.”

I approached him and took a cup to prepare coffee for myself, but he stood fast in front of the kitchen counter, blocking my way.

“Would you mind moving?”

He moved, and I began preparing the coffee. I didn’t count on him coming closer to me again. I felt his chest pressed against my back, felt his every heartbeat. The proximity went to my head, and I struggled to breathe properly. Especially with that bulge pressed against my ass.

“Where were you, Kaya?” he murmured against my neck. A small kiss followed.

“Out and about.” I tried to make it sound as nonchalant as possible. “Maybe I would’ve told you, but you weren’t here. Your little sidekick was though.”

He chuckled, his chin resting on my right shoulder. Making the damn coffee had turned into a challenge.

“Do you dislike her?”

“No,” I lied. I hated that she was in the same house as me. This morning, I’d been close to murdering her, and I might’ve done it had I not been in a rush. The day was still young though, and if she pissed me off enough, I’d go through with it.

“Just say it, Kaya,” he murmured. “Just say the word, and she’s gone.”

I paused. “Gone as in dead?”

“If that’s what you wish.”

It terrified me how fast his response came.

“No need,” I concluded. “I can do it on my own if it comes to that.”

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