Chapter 10: Why Won’t You Let Me Go

Blake’s Pov

The words left my mouth before I could stop them. Astrid spun around, nearly losing her balance. When she saw me, her eyes narrowed with drunken hostility.

Before she could respond, the music stopped, the lights on. On

still resting on the dancer’s chest.

ge, Audrey threw up one hand to block the light, her other

“What’s going…” Her words died as her eyes found ine standing nex Astrial. Approaching the stage, I caught the slight widening of her eyes, seemingly surprised by my appearance. Why this expression?

The shirtless dancer, a young man, stepped forward. Hey man, what u wanna do?”

His body was positioned protectively between me and Audrey. The sight of him young, muscled, still glistening with stage sweat – made something dark twist in my chest.

“Get out of my way.” The words came out like ice. I tried hard to keep my voice flat despite the rage burning through my veins.

Through the harsh stage lighting, I could see phones being raised. I should have stopped them, but I didn’t bother.

The dancer shifted, muscles tensing, but didn’t move. “Miss?”

“Looking for me?” Audrey’s voice carried that new edge I’d never heard before tonight. The same tone she’d used at the hospital when demanding divorce.

“What do you think?” The muscle in my jaw twitched as I watched her, standing there in that red dress that looked nothing like anything she’d worn in our three years of marriage.

“Should I call security?” The dancer asked, still playing protector.

almost laughed. Security? At The Underground? Every bouncer in this club knew

gentle as she addressed the

like arid. I could feel the vein pulsing in my

calm was infuriating. This wasn’t the woman who’d spent three years carefully tiptoeing around my moods. This was someone else

a hint of steel in her voice, “Unless you want

fire. How dare she threaten

to the dancer, her smile warm in a way it hadn’t been forme in weeks. “Keep the show going,

come

“Sure.”

save your

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10: Why Won’t You

gentler than I wanted to, harder

barely waited for the door to close fore rounding on her. You check out of

panes creating a halo around her silhouette. The

such

voice.

eyes flashed wh an anger I’d never seen before. As a single woman, I

us in two strides,

won’t you sign the divorce papers!?” Her voice cracked slightly. I’m stepping aside for you and Laurel,

want?”

should have reminded me of my obligations, of promises made. Instead, it just fueled the possessive rage burning in my chest. This woman, who’d spent three years being the perfect wife, was suddenly acting like

shard of ice, 1 accepted your shame of our marriage, your obsession with Laurel, everything! The moment she’s back, I’m giving you both

“Why won’t you

of tense silence, 1 frowned, “It’s

with me and her.”

shouldn’t interfere with me going to clubs

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