Chapter 17 ~ In his arms

Chapter 17 In his arms

Athena

The plan was supposed to be simple revenge.

But now that he's here, so close to me, I'm starting to regret what I did.

I scramble to sit up, the fog of sleep clinging to me as I stammer, "I-

I'm sorry. I was just—"

I don't get to finish. His hand

snakes around my wrist as I try to move away, and in one

swift motion, I stumble forward-right

into his chest as he falls with his back on his bed and me on top of him.

Damn it!

He's warm. Solid. His arm tightens around me like a steel band.

"Let me go," I mutter, but my voice

cracks, betraying the warring emotions raging inside me.

He doesn't.

Instead, he smirks-a broken, bitter curve of his lips. "Being in a man's bed isn't exactly good manners, is it?"

I clench my jaw, my pride flaring. "It's not just any

man," I fire back. "It's my husband's.'

His laugh is deep, low, mocking, and it cuts through me.

"Husband," he repeats, rolling the word off his tongue like it's a joke.

The sound of it-the venom in his voice-stings more than I want it to.

things going so bad with Leah that you

I snap, trying to twist the knife

just chuckles, his green eyes clouded with something I can't

Leah are just fine," he says, his voice

"In fact, we're so perfect I can't

words knock the air

him off me, and storm

stays locked around me,

against him, trapping me.

but he only holds

been in my

Sweetheart.

One word.

powerful enough to make me explode as

him, though I can feel the heat

the bare skin of my

not?" he muses, voice a rough whisper. "Seemed to like

to turn

for a fraction of a second, replaced by something

almost vulnerable-but it's gone before

bed," he growls. "What does

at his chest, ignoring the way my fingers tingle

"I didn't come

you that you don't

grip loosens just

but before I can stand, his hand catches my chin, forcing me to

sure about that? Because it

seep. What? We're you hoping I'd wake

stretches between us-thick,

my own heartbeat

my ears, and I hate it. I hate him.

voice, his

unravels me.

a split

to hell," I finally manage, yanking

the headboard, his head tilting, a wicked glimmer

Sweetheart.

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