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Max, in a cold tone that told me he was feeling as bloodthirsty as I was, murmured, “Oh? Why would you want to discuss that?”
Silence fell at the question, then a hearty laugh that I remembered and, God help me, recognized, escaped him. I felt sick at the sound. He’d made that laugh afterward. I’d been sobbing. Curled up in a ball as he zipped up his pants and stared down at me like I was shit on his shoes…
Nausea pummeled me harder, then I jolted when I heard the door to the outer office open once more. Seeing Kayla and the team of sharks Max called lawyers, I blinked at them and nodded when Derek’s girlfriend made a gentle motion with her hand, asking whether they could go in.
I had no idea if they could go in. This wasn’t my rodeo and I had no say in what was happening.
A part of me was glad about that.
I’d wanted karma to work her wicked wiles on the bastard in there, but it hadn’t exactly worked, had it? He’d had a promotion, had gone from strength to strength, whereas I’d been living in a tenement building to make ends meet. Living on ready meals because I couldn’t afford broccoli, not if I wanted to live on my own and not at home anymore.
How was that justice?
I mean, I hated broccoli, but still. That wasn’t the point, was it?
“What’s so funny?” Max asked, his voice stony and cold, but that was the last I heard because the final attorney in the gathering of sharks closed the door behind him—apparently, he hadn’t gotten the memo that I was supposed to be able to listen in to the destruction of Nida’s career.
But, the crazy thing was, I didn’t need to hear any more.
I really didn’t.
Was I happy this was happening?
Happy was a discomfiting word.
I didn’t want to be. I’d never thought I was the kind of woman who could be pleased in another’s destruction, but this was the man who…
My throat choked.
A part of me was mad at Max. He’d brought Martin Nida here. Here. A place where I’d always felt safe. My enemy had infiltrated that safety zone, and he hadn’t even warned me.
And yet…
Max was doing this for me.
Oh, but it was for him too.
I wasn’t blind. His rage at my past treatment stunned even me sometimes, and I knew he wanted to sow the seeds of vengeance on my behalf—that hadn’t exactly been news to me. But he wanted me to have closure.
I’d had it in so many ways, but he wanted me to face the bastard, I recognized, on my home turf. In a place where I was safe, where no one could ever touch me. Hell, no one would ever be able to touch me again, because of Max, but he was reminding me of that.
A shaky breath escaped me, and though I’d been studiously avoiding looking into the office, I looked up at the sound of an explosion emanating from the man who’d held me down, forced himself inside me, and had made me bleed.
My gaze caught Max’s, and unbidden, I smiled.
A glint appeared in his eyes, and knowing I had his attention for a split second, I mouthed, “I love you.”
His head jerked down in silent assent; both agreeing and reciprocating my declaration, before his attention turned to the man he was about to systematically destroy on my behalf.
Slaying all my dragons like the knight in shining armor he was.
For me, only for me.
My man, my love, my Max.
The End
