Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
“Too bad because I’ll never be done with you, Lev.” He leans down close. “Ever.” Something dark flashes across his eyes. I have turned him into a different man. He’s supposed to be good, and I’m ruining him. I won’t do that to him. I can’t. He has to let me go for his own good. Even as I think the words, my heart is shattering into a million pieces.
“I’m asking you.” His fingers on my hips flex. “You said all I had to do was ask,” I remind him.
“Lev, don’t do this to me,” Eros pleads. I want to press my lips to his so badly and never let go.
“I have to,” I whisper.
“Eros.” His lawyer calls his name.
“This isn’t over.” He lets his hold of me go.
I try to keep my chin up as I make my way to the door. I barely make it out of there before a single tear breaks free.
I have to let him go. I love him too much to destroy him. In the end, that would destroy us both.
20
EROS
The first time I can take a breath is when Kate lets me know that Noland reported that Lev went to Caleb and Gabriella’s. At least with her there, I know she is tucked away safe. Not that I didn’t have Noland on her the second she stepped out of this building.
“That dumbass never should have gone to the hospital,” my lawyer, Kim, says stepping over to where I’m sitting.
Everyone is giving me a wide berth right now. Even the cops. I might have thrown a chair across the lobby. But fuck everyone. It’s my chair and my lobby, and it wasn’t aimed at anyone, so there was nothing anyone could do.
“What now?” I am itching to get the fuck out of here. My skin even feels tight.
“He’s on probation. They did labs when he got there.” I lift a brow at that. “I had already made a call about getting them done.” Kim smirks. Of course she did. That’s why I pay out the ass to have her on call. You never know when shit can go sideways, and when it does, you need to be ready. “His bail is revoked and—” Kim turns to one of the police officers. “You got news for me?”
“You’re free to go.”
“And you're free to get the fuck off my client's property,” Kim tosses right back before dismissing them. "With the drugs, his erratic behavior, his past charges, and him charging you, it's now self-defense," Kim responds.
“I can go then?” I’m already eyeing the door.
“Yes, but maybe toss some money to the DA next election.”
“Right.” I shake my head. “Mom, Dad—”
“Go get your girl.” Mom cuts me off.
It doesn’t take me long to get across town. I let Caleb know I’m coming up and to make sure that I’m cleared. I park out front, not caring that it’s not a parking spot, but I see Noland leaning up against the building. He’ll make sure no one fucks with it. I don’t want to park too far away when I have a captive I need to bring back home.
I give no shits that she asked me to let her go. That I told her all she'd ever have to do was ask, and I'd give her whatever it was. Fuck being the good guy.
When I step off the elevator, Caleb is standing there with his arms folded over his chest and a pissed-off expression on his face. So, his normal look. That shit might intimidate other people, but I’m not other people.
“You have upset my Gabriella.”
“What are you talking about?”
“And we were in the middle of something when Lev called her.”
“Then how about you tell me where my girl is, and I’ll get her out of here?” It’s pretty fucking simple, if you ask me.
“You’re just going to take her?”
“Do you care?”
“It might upset my Gabriella more.” I take a step toward him.
“Move.” He needs to know that nothing is going to stop me from getting to Lev. That there is no fucking way I’m leaving here without her.
“Fucking hell,” he grits out. “But if my wife comes running over to your place one day, you better return the favor.” If I wasn’t so pissed off right now, I’d smile because it dawns on me that Caleb and I are going to end up having to wrangle our wives together often with how close they seem to be.
“Deal,” I agree.
“That way.” He steps out of the way. “They’re in the kitchen.” I hear them before I see them.
“Lev, don’t make me do this.”
“You don’t have to do anything.”
“You’re forcing my hand,” Gabriella hisses back. I step into the kitchen to see them standing feet from each other, both their cheeks flushed. They’re fighting. A smile spreads across Gabriella’s face when she spots me.