Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 65210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
“I know who exactly I’m talking to. A corrupt asshole and a sexual offender. I’m talking to the man who will go away for hard time with the evidence I have on him. Just think, if all that got out in the public, Martin? You rubbing elbows with the city’s underworld. You buying votes, blackmailing, and taking bribes?”
He breathed harshly through his nose, like a pissed-off bull wanting to charge.
“But that won’t be all I’ll do to your sweet son. I’ll crack his kneecaps, make sure he has to use a wheelchair for the rest of his life. When I get done with him, the piece of shit won’t be able to walk and will have to eat out of a straw.”
I took a step back and smiled slowly.
“You’ll regret this.”
I chuckled and shook my head. “Get the fuck out of my office.”
He stared at me, and I knew he had a lot more to say. But he kept his fucking mouth shut.
After a second, he smoothed his hands down his suit jacket, exhaled slowly, and turned around to leave. Martin was too much of a pussy. He was all talk, no game.
But if he tried something against me…
I rolled my head around my neck, cracking it, and felt that dark tendril of rage fill me.
I looked forward to showing him exactly the monster I really was.
Chapter 22
Persephone
As soon as I stepped out of the car, I knew something was different about today. Bruno had taken me to school because Hades had to be in the office early.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and glared at me. I could hear Hades’ car idling at the curb, and I wanted to shoo Bruno away because it made me feel even more noticed, like I needed a bodyguard.
But then another part of me wanted to jump in the car for the protection it wielded, a shield against prying eyes and inaudible whispers.
Because I knew what all this had to do with.
Trevor getting his sexual-assaulting ass handed to him by Hades.
And I hadn’t much cared for the fact I’d felt this pang in my chest that his side of the bed had been cold, meaning Hades had left probably before the sun had even risen.
I took a shuddering breath and wondered how Hades would handle this? Definitely with his head held high and his middle finger in front for all to see. But truthfully, no one would have given him this kind of reception. They were too afraid of him, and rightfully so.
When I’d tried sleeping in my bed the night after he’d taken my virginity, he’d made some inhuman sound and said I was to sleep beside him from now on.
And so that was what I’d done. And I enjoyed it. I loved how he wrapped an enormous arm around my middle and hauled me close to him, how he buried his nose in my hair and inhaled deeply, as if scenting me.
Not the time for those thoughts.
I garnered my resolve and pulled my shoulders back. Taking that first step was uncomfortable, especially when I noticed many of the girls all but snarling at me.
Maybe if they knew he was trying to actually assault me, they wouldn’t be looking at me like I was the person who brought down the fall of one of their beloved. But I shook my head as my thoughts told me these people were like a pack of wolves. I was an outsider they saw as an enemy.
And I brought down one of their members. Today was gonna suck.
And by the end of the day, those four words had never been truer.
With the shoulder checks in the hallway from the girls, the nasty words being thrown at me in all directions from the guys, and every single person drilling holes in the back of my head, I was mentally and emotionally drained.
I skipped last period, not caring if they notified Hades, and certainly not giving a shit if he got pissed.
I went to the bathroom and locked myself in the stall without using it. I just needed a minute to gather myself and wait until the hallways cleared out as everyone went to class.
Then I’d leave. I’d walk back to the estate, because truth be told, I just wanted to be alone.
I heard someone enter and then the sound of giggling proceeded.
“She’s the one who put Trevor in the hospital, the skanky bitch.”
“I thought it was the big dude who showed up and kicked Trevor’s ass?”
“Shut up, Beth. Trevor didn’t get his ass kicked. He was drunk, so he wasn’t at peak performance. If he’d been sober, he could have taken the dude.”
Hard no.
“Of course it was that asshole. He put Trevor in the hospital. But clearly he did it for her.”
I didn’t recognize the voices, but I peeked through the crack of the hinges on the stall door.