Page 122 of Ruthless Knight


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“Just give Knight some time. My son can be very stubborn, but that’s because he never wants to appear weak.Weakis not a word associated with Knight Grayson, but every now and again, he’ll show you glimpses of himself.”

I might have witnessed that once. Maybe twice.

The drive here was one of them.

“I might have to wait a while for that to happen.”

“Don’t be so sure. You’re very good for him.”

Again, I wonder how much she knows. If it’s the truth, then I don’t think she would be saying that. But I’m interested to know what she sees.

“You think so?”

A smile inches across her lips. “Yes. I can tell from the way he looks at you, and the way he is around you.”

“What way is that?”

“As if he’s alive again.”

Her words bring light to my heart, and I return her smile. “That’s nice to know.”

“It’s the truth.”

I’ve learned two things about Knight today I never knew before.

Now I know what turned him into the ruthless being I’ve witnessed on countless occasions. It makes me want to peel away all the layers of darkness to find the real him.

Still, I like it all. His light and his darkness.

Everything that makes him, him.

Sometimes, the darkness is what protects the light.

Chapter31

Aurora

The next few days are amazing.

It feels like we live here in Saint-Tropez and this is our life.

Knight and I either spend our time in bed tangled with each other, sightseeing on the mainland where we wine and dine in the best restaurants, or with his mother and Maurice.

Yesterday, I went to the gallery in Marseille, where I saw many more of Elodie’s masterpieces and other works from Knight.

Apparently, that’s what he does, too. He finishes a certain amount of pieces a year, and they’re shipped over to the gallery either for sale or for display.

I’ve learned more about him in the five days we’ve been here than in the last six weeks.

We have two days left here, then it’s back to New York.

I keep wondering what will happen when we get back. Out here, we act like a couple, like we’re really newlyweds, and it doesn’t feel like we’re on a stage.

We’re sitting on the beach now with Elodie and Maurice. It’s super late, but we have a bonfire going that Knight made.

He’s wearing nothing but a pair of shorts, so all his sexiness is on show. His beard is also a little fuller, giving him that rugged edge I go crazy for.

Knight is beside Maurice, getting the next round of marshmallows ready while Maurice regales us with ghost stories about the island. I’m next to Elodie. The two of us are sitting on one blanket while we snuggle together under another.

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