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Never mind, that’s exactly the problem. Why the hell am I only hanging out with actual psychos?
I blame my brothers. They’ve conditioned me to be attracted to nothing else.
“You know what they say about revenge.” He shrugs. “Best served cold and with a glass of champagne on the side. You would have seen it coming back then. Besides, I didn’t have the ammunition I do now.”
I let go of the pants I was zipping up to give him my full attention.
Ammunition.
Rhys only has one thing that could affect me. Or should I say, one person, currently in his house.
He wouldn’t actually hurt Sarah to get to me. She’s Vi’s friend,hisfriend.
But there are other things he could do to her…
“You didn’t,” I say, hearing the bite in my voice.
He nods several times, slowly, thoroughly satisfied with him.
“Oh yeah. And again. And again. That ass, man. Those tits.” The asshole has the balls to kiss his fingers like he’s a fucking Italian. “Divine.”
I’m speechless. I know the answer is to pretend I don’t care. I know it. I’ve lived with three men worse than Voss for most of my life. But I can’t help it. I swing my fist.
The dick laughs as he blocks it. “Oh, violence, huh?”
“She’s mine!” I growl, countering with an elbow strike he evades just in time.
I’ve sparred with him enough times to know he could. Still, sometimes a point can’t be made without a good punch or two.
Rhys tilts his head. “Does she know that?”
She clearly doesn’t if she’s fucking Rhyswithout me, but he should know better. And hedoes.
He’s purposely encroached on my territory as reprisal for an imagined slight. Rhys wasn’t official with Violet when I let Riley set us up on a blind date. Even then, I could glean their dynamic, so I didn’t put my hands on her at all.
I fucking should have. If he’s treading on my turf either way, I’ll trample all over his.
“I’m going to father your wife’s first brat,” I vow, meaning it, too.
I’ve fucked Violet twice, maybe three times since they got together. She’s a-okay. I don’t have anything against her. I can’t say much for her either. She leaves me as cold as just about anyone else, ranking somewhere between Ava’s tight ass and the well-worn cunt of a VIP stripper. But Violet isn’t exactly my type either.
No one ever was until Sarah, really.
Rhys is only too happy to respond to the provocation, spoiling for a fight. I pulled my first punches; he doesn’t. His closed fist almost hits my cheek, only glancing off the side of my jaw.
So that’s how it is. I’m only too glad to up the level, increasing both my speed and aim as I kick his abs, then when he moves to avoid that, finally land a punch to his jaw.
The sick bastard grins.
"You do realize that if there's a mark on me, my brother will literally murder you?" Rhys points out. “Not to mention my cousin.”
Fucking dick, hiding behind his assassin sibling. "Likewise," I remind him.
Markus might not be that fond of me, but he'd still avenge me. Magnus would help hide the evidence. And I won’t evenbeginto mention what my cousin could do to him.
Although Dimitri could choose to take the Hunts’ side in a fight. There’s no telling with him.
"Come on, Goltz. Don't tell me you've gone possessive like your psycho bro." He snorts. "You're only pissed you weren't there."
