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Elsa quickly looks away. “We should get back to these documents—”
“Elsa?”
“It’s nothing, really.”
“Elsa.”
She sucks on her lip for a second before raising her eyes to mine with difficulty. “It’s a kink club here in the city that caters to…certain types of people. Rich, powerful, usually criminally connected.”
I snort. “A sex club?”
She nods.
I burst out laughing. “Who would actually go to—”
I freeze when I see the look on her face.
“The guy who runs it is who Deimos and Hades went to see tonight,” she says quietly. “Dante Sartorre.”
Ithurts, dammit. It hurts like a knife to the stomach, twisting deep within me. I somehow fall back into my chair, unable to hide the raw emotion on my face. Her hand quickly slides across the table, landing on mine and squeezing.
“Hey,” she says gently. “Can I ask you something?”
I nod.
“I mean, as a friend, but I’m posing the question as your lawyer. As in, this is bound to confidentiality, and I won’t tell a soul. Not even Hades.”
I raise my eyes slowly to hers, already knowing what she’s going to ask.
“Dahlia… What’s going on with you and Deimos?”
My throat bobs. “Nothing.”
“Look, whatever it is, he and Hades just went there for work tonight. That woman is clearly insane. What is she, some ex or something?”
“Elsa, I have to go—”
“She was obviously just trying to bait you, Dahlia. Whatever is going on between you and Deimos—”
Before she can say another word, I stand and drop some money on the table for the drinks.
“Thanks for your help, Elsa,” I mumble quickly before I grab my coat, rush out the door, and jump into the first taxi I see.
There isnothinggoing on between Deimos and I. I’d have to be insane to let anything happen between me and the man who almost ruined my life.
The man who killed the only person who ever really saw all of me.
Except, Iaminsane. Because I let him in. I invited the devil himself into my heart.
And now I’m paying the price.
28
DEIMOS
Gerard Dumouchel ismissing?
Now that is indeed an interesting string to pull on, as Dante put it. Because for all the little birds I have who whisper secrets to me—and believe me, I have a whole fuckingaviaryof them—I haven’t heard a single thing about this.
