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He just continues to stare at me in complete silence, but slowly, a part of me notices his hardened face fading. Not fully though—just enough that I don't fear for my life. Though, if I'm being honest, I don't think I ever would—even now.
Finally, he just nods, turning around and heading out of the hall with a silent command to return to the library.
I follow behind him, unsure how to feel. But somehow… it feels like a step in the right direction.
Chapter 10
Grey
I don't know how to take any of her words.
Each one is like a stabbing to my chest, a wound that burns and refuses to close. But still, somehow, I believe her.
It's still not quite enough though. But the anger I felt has dissipated slightly.
I still need a release though.
As I head back inside the library, I sense Avery behind me, her quiet footsteps ringing loudly in my ears. I'm so consciously aware of her movements.
I immediately find Damon lingering by the meeting table, watching me with a collected gaze as we enter. I give him a stern nod before disappearing behind a curtain to give myself a minute to calm down before we get back to business.
No one is in this aisle thankfully, and even without seeing her, I know she's hovering outside, wondering if she should follow.
Right on cue, I hear Damon summon her over, thankful for his intervention.
In the next aisle over, I hear muffled groans and sounds of pleasure, the stark reminder making me mad. I want to fuck herso hard that it hurts. I want to slam into her with such force that we defy the laws of physics and become one person. It seems fitting anyway, since she already has my heart. She might as well take my body and soul too. At least then I'd find some type of peace. Sure, it would probably be hell too, but if she sends me there, I would have a nice family reunion no doubt.
I stay hidden for a few minutes until Damon's voice booms out around the library, calling everyone back.
Swinging back the curtain, I resume my place next to him, ignoring burning eyes on me.
"Let's get on with it," Damon says firmly, hands planted on the table in front of him. "My patience is starting to wear thin. Now, if there's no further interruptions," he hisses, looking at Avery daringly.
A smirk tugs on my lips. In my peripheral vision, I notice her slouch in her seat, cheeks red. Even with the embarrassment I know she feels, there's a more relaxed vibe to her. I wonder how many times she said those sentences to herself over and over, how many times she imagined saying them to me.
I'm surprised at myself. I really thought I'd lose it. While she had probably imagined apologizing a million times, I had envisioned pinning her against the wall, squeezing the air out of her body while my cock was buried deep inside her.
I've never experienced the amount of love and hate simultaneously as she brings out in me right now.
And worst of all—I know she's right. We were never officially together. But despite that, I thought it was obvious she was mine.
I told her that.
I hate sharing—ever since I was little. Any time I was made to share things, they got broken. They were taken from me. Not to mention what happened with my parents.
I'm fucking possessive. I'm dangerous. I'll fucking kill for what's mine.
And that extends toher.
We can't go back now. I can't move forward on the path I had laid out, so I guess it's time for Plan B.
Damon is right. We have too much at stake. I need to focus on the plan. We've worked too hard to be distracted now.
I just need to figure out how that includes dealing withher.
Arthur's little game has thrown a wrench in the mix, and although I am not surprised, it's a whirlwind of issues I have to deal with now. If I had my way, we would banish her. If she's out of sight and out of mind, I can almost breathe. But she's here. And we have to keep a tight leash on things.
If that old cunt gets his way, we'll lose everything.
