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My obsession for her is her greatest curse because even if she’s never going to be mine…she will never be anyone else’s either.
I control her whole life, and she can’t hide anything from me as her protection comes before anything else. The shitty neighborhood filled with people hungry for basic necessities is easy to control, especially when you dangle whatever they need in front of them. It drives me insane that she lives there. However, I made it my mission to create as much of a safe environment for her as possible.
She might think I give no shits or abandoned her while she gave herself so sweetly to me, my whole body growing hard as her moans echo in my ears, my back still bearing scratch marks that I hate to cover up. I want to show them off to everyone so they would know my woman is mine and no one can get her off the way I do.
Even if I’m a hideous monster who everyone thinks should stay locked in his castle because just looking at me makes them all uncomfortable.
Florian clicks his fingers, snapping my attention back to the present as he raises his brow. “Nothing to say?”
Taking one more sip, I put the empty glass on the table and scan the crowd for my woman. They must have really gone to a terrace. After how I treated her, I wouldn’t be surprised if she spits in my face next time we cross paths. “Besides the fact that you have no idea how to woo a woman either? Nothing at all.” A muscle on his cheek twitches and he narrows his eyes on me. Oh, I touched a nerve. Then again, would it be us otherwise? Subtle and gentle, we are not. “In fact, one might argue you are in an even shittier situation than me,” I hiss through my teeth. “Your secret will blow in your face really soon, and who’ll be there to pick up the pieces?” I hit my chest with a fist. “Me. So I would be nice to your best friend.” A beat passes. “Probably your only friend once a certain someone finds out.”
He picks up a strawberry from the table and pops it in his mouth, chewing on it. His mouth curves into a smile while he covers the troubled expression with amusement. Not that he can ever hide his true emotions from me. “Going after me won’t change the fact that you made a mess out of your situation.”
“Why did you invite her?” I didn’t believe for a second that Penelope had anything to do with it. She was mad last night at us all, and her wedding with Remi was one of the reasons I couldn’t go to Isla right away or watch her through my cameras. Remi has always been a crazy fucker, but he lost his damn head once he met Penelope.
“Why do you think it was me?”
“Only you could have given her the kind of invitation that cleared her with security.”
I snarl, remembering her cheap dress, announcing from miles away that she doesn’t belong here and, in this, has no status or wealth, which opens her up to the scrutiny of others.
In my world, power means everything, and if you don’t have it, no one will protect you, and my fist itches to punch Florian for inviting her and not providing her with the right dress and diamonds.
“Well, aren’t you glad she’s here? It’s better to keep an eye on what’s yours rather than wonder what she’s doing after you so carelessly treated her last night.”
“Careful, Florian, careful,” I warn him as he steps on dangerous territory, questioning me where he shouldn’t, and besides, I do not have the privilege to do what I crave the most.
Throw her over my shoulder, kidnapping her, and then locking her in my room where I’d take her hard over and over again until nothing but me remains in her troubled head.
“You cannot resist her. You can either claim her, or this mess will get worse.” He pops another strawberry in his mouth before wiping his hands on the tissue. “I invited her because you needed to see what happens when you do not give her the protection of your name.”
“She’s chasing a criminal and needs me because he led her to me. Once she catches him, her obsession will fade away and she’ll return to New York.” Except I’ll be the one catching the said son of a bitch and delivering him to her on a silver platter. No one messes with me or what’s mine, and this fucker is trying to play us both like puppets in his theater.
“And it has nothing to do with your oath?”
I still, his question hanging heavily between us as we stare at one another while memories from almost twenty years ago flash vividly in my mind, bringing back pain and desperation along with fear and determination that should have never been part of my life. However, destiny hasn’t been kind to me.
It was cruel.
My cheek burns so badly, blood dripping on my chin while pain assaults my senses, and my whole body cries out in agony. The wind nips on my wounds and adds to the hurt consuming me. I try to move, yet every muscle refuses to do a thing, and instead, I gaze up at the sky where clouds gather ready to pour rain on me, and tears stream down my cheeks, the salty liquid akin to gasoline to the fire that is my agony, flaring up the pain to epic proportions.
Once the rain starts, there will be no reprieve from this nightmare of mine. “Octavius.” Florian drops next to me on his knees, his eyes widening in shock as I keep mine open by sheer will alone, and his hands hover over me, his fingers trembling. He probably doesn’t know where he can touch me. My whole body is raw meat right now.
Not an inch was left untouched by him.
“Oh my God.” I hear another voice, and Remi appears in my vision as well, dirt smeared all over him. “Octavius.”
“There is blood everywhere.” Florian’s words are shaky, and he wipes away his own tears as Remi presses his fist to his mouth to cover his sobs. “We can’t move him.”
“What will we do?”
“I need to call Dad.”
No! I want to scream at him to stop, but he wouldn’t listen to me anyway.
A boy who grew up in love and protected me his whole life won’t leave me alone to die in my backyard.
“Florian,” I whisper, although it comes out so hushed, it’s a wonder he hears me.
