Page 62 of Ruthless Empire


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“You fascinate me, you make me want to know you. I want to protect you from all the horrors of this world that I know are out there lurking because I’m one of them. Is that enough for now?”

“Enough for what exactly? What are you asking me?” Isla sits back on her heels and folds her hands in her lap, her gaze searching mine.

“I’m not really sure,” I say, returning her intense stare. “I guess we’ll find out if Gideon doesn’t make me kill him.”

“Make a move on him, and I will killyou,” she hisses. “And if you don’t believe me, ask Dante, who had a gun in his face only a bit ago.”

“So protective of him. He is a lucky man.”

Isla stands up and retrieves the unused first aid box. “You’re fine. You’re a big, strong guy; I’m sure you can handle a small bruise.”

Choking back my laugh of disbelief, I ask, “Aren’t you going to help me with my shirt.”

“No.”

“You like saying ‘no’, don’t you?”

“Only to you. You strike me as a man who always gets what he wants. Not this time.”

“And that right there is why I need to learn more about you, Isla,” I call out as she leaves the room.

Smiling to myself, I slowly button up my shirt, knowing I’ve got to her. She will be thinking about me and everything I’ve said when she curls up in her bed tonight. Too bad I won’t be able to join her, but for once, I’m willing to put in the work to get what I want.

And I want Isla Harding.

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Idon’t even know how to unpack any of this. This entire day has been like something out of a movie or happens to someone else, but never you. You couldn’t make this shit up.

Shoving the first aid box back into the cupboard, glad that Sebastian seems to be okay, I have to wonder why I care on a level that goes past just me caring about human beings as a whole.

It could be those mischievous hazel eyes, or his rock-hard body, or the way he is so dominant but at the same time apologised for being a douche and wants to make it up to me. Those are qualities that are intriguing at worst, highly attractive at best, but either way, they are extremely hard to ignore.

Going upstairs back to my bedroom for a much-needed minute to gather my wits to walk back into the lion’s den, I look up when there is a soft knock on the half-open door.

“Everything okay?” Gideon asks.

“Yeah, it’s just a lot. But I’m fine. I’ll be back in a second to help you three figure out your drama.”

He smiles. It’s sexy and lights up his eyes. “You don’t need to do that.”

“I do, or you are going to end up killing each other. More threats have been made today than I know what to do with. Some of them aimed at me!”

“About that,” he growls. “If Sebastian hurt you, I will slit his throat.”

“He didn’t hurt me, but he sure as shit scared me. You all have.”

“I know, and I can only apologise.”

“Since when do alpha males do so much apologising?”

“Alpha males don’t?” he asks with a soft smirk.

“Not usually, no.”

We share another smile, and it all feels very odd, like we’re both walking on eggshells.

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