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I knew what I was. What was inside of me. A monster. He’d seen it himself when he was in my head, deep in my memories.
I was a monster he’d let into his home, into his bed, and then I’d gone and stolen Venetia.
A monster had taken his daughter from him. So yes, I deserved every ounce of his scorn. But I didn’t want to see it in his face, in his eyes.
The reality was, when I was in front of him, the anger overtook him. I could see it in him every time we’d been face to face. How he had to fight against his base nature—for his base nature was telling him to rip my head off my body.
He could fuck me, yes, but that only took the edge off.
Even now the anger in him was brewing hot, ready to boil over.
So I needed to not be in front of him.
Taking only one moment to collect myself, my hands went out to the floor on either side of him and I pushed myself upright, reaching for my discarded shirt. Quickly dragging it over my head, I stood.
He pulled himself to sitting, leaning against the frame of the doorway as his eyes went hawk-like on me.
“Thank you for helping with the pain.” My voice hitched and I couldn’t quite look directly at him, so I stared at the dark wood doorjamb just above his head. “You didn’t need to help, but you did. I should get back to my room.”
I spun and walked down the hallway.
He didn’t stop me. Didn’t say a word.
Chapter13
{ Damen }
Discombobulated.
A state I was never in. A state I was currently in.
I’d wanted nothing but to tear Ada apart for years. And now I only wanted to fuck her.
All that hatred. All that agony and torture I’d wanted to unleash on her. All of it reduced to my cock taking complete fucking control of me.
Only by the grace of a childhood spent being tortured by my brothers—which forced me to master the art of never outwardly showing frustration and anger—was I able to let Ada walk away from me last night.
Walk away down that dark hallway, her long legs a ghost in the darkness, her ass peeking out the bottom of the shirt.
An ass I wanted to run after, grab, bite, slap, lick—make mine once more.
But I had sat there, half in my room, half out, a fucking god of control, watching her walk away.
Not that I was able to sleep after sinking balls deep into her. I’d spent the rest of the night and the full of the morning in my office, burying myself in work so I could shove her out of my mind. Working, scheming, plotting—staying one step ahead of Victor Genora and the coalition he’d cobbled together to unseat me from power.
Victor had taken several notable strikes upon me in the last few years—strikes against my children, strikes against my pipelines of revenue. This, even after I’d saved Lenny Genora for him years ago.
Which made me think that whole incident in Sardinia was set up by Victor. The bastard would happily sacrifice his own lamb for slaughter if he needed a martyr—a rallying cry for his family.
While my own family was more than happy to join him.
Beyond the ghost that Cletus had once more become, I had two brothers left alive, Geoff and Perseus, and one of the bastards had joined forces with the Genoras.
But I didn’t know which brother was currently looking to usurp me.
Which meant I was currently shoring up all the allies I could leverage in the malefic world to put their little rebellion down.
And I would put it down. Soon. Before they could even make their move.
