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This is the first time he’s messaged me since he picked me up from that hotel in Vegas. And his name, ornot name, in my phone is the perfect reminder of how he targeted me. The perfect reminder that it was all just some plan to get The Alliance in his pocket.
My heart doesn’t care about his reasons. Because reasons don’t make the betrayal any less painful.
I don’t reply to his text. I suddenly have no appetite. But I do go into his contact and delete the name.
I stare at my phone for a long time. There are lots of options, lots of insults I could use. But I end up simply typing in Dom.
CHAPTER34
Dom
With no sign of Val,I set the takeout bags on the kitchen island.
Heading to the stairs, I can see that all the doors on the lower level are open.
So she finally decided to tour the place.
There’s not much to find.
The lower level has a large gym, a cigar room, two guest rooms, two bathrooms, and my office.
I head up the stairs, where, aside from the master suite, there’s another office, a guest bedroom, laundry, and a full bathroom.
Again, all the doors are open, and noise is coming from the spare bedroom.
After crossing the distance, I stop in the doorway.
There’s a dresser along the wall, and she has all the drawers open.
“Can I help you find something?” I lean against the doorjamb.
Valentine spins around with a bra in hand.
“Is this your fuck room?” The anger in her question surprises me. And the question itself makes me want to laugh.
But I don’t let my features show any reaction. “Would that bother you?”
She throws the bra at me. “Yes.”
I jump out of the way, not letting the bra touch me before it falls to the floor.
“Why would that bother you?” I ask and resettle against the wall.
Val stomps her little foot. “Are you serious? Why would it bother me to have my husband fucking other people?”
My husband.
I push off the wall and stalk toward her. “Say that again,” I growl.
She steps back, bumping into the open dresser drawer. “What?”
“Call me your husband.” I stop right in front of her.
Val shoves at my chest. “No.”
“Say it. And I’ll tell you whose room this is.”
“Are you serious?” Her jaw clenches, but I know I have her.
