Chapter 41 Saving Herself for Sterling… And Sterling Only

Any other emotions Brendan could have felt had been displaced by unrelenting ire. “God, I’m going home. I’ll see her tomorrow.”

That took Steven by surprise, but he nodded nonetheless. “Shall I drive you home now?”

“No. Pass me the keys. I’ll drive.”

He checked his suit and headed to the parking garage, almost a little too frantically.

His car zipped through the road, tearing through the air like a fired bullet. When he arrived, he immediately scanned the living room. Resentment flitted past his eyes-he had thought that it would at least be lit.

Because that would mean someone was waiting for him to come home. 1

He checked himself. She was blind. Whether a room was lit or not did not matter. He was

sure she would be reclining on the couch, just like she used to. Waiting.

Brendan strode toward the door and pushed

it open.

The living room was completely empty. Even

was empty-devoid of the warm supper that was once her

of welcome.

Deirdre would

at night, waiting for hours

used to light up gingerly, her

house, and the way she sidled

felt suffocated. In his mind, there was only one

That son of a b*tch had replaced him in her heart, and

been more livid in

with all her heart. Ha! Was this

any random man could arouse

floor and stormed upstairs.

open.

already soundly asleep, but

freaked her out of her

comforter even closer to herself, almost as though it would defend

of terror burned away any shred of reason

her under him. Deirdre’s face paled. “What

up as much of

as she could to stop him from touching her. Enraged, Brendan locked her arms with a twist of his own, bellowing, “What now, b* tch?! I’m getting my end of the deal-what you owe

she shuddered in a rage. “I owe you

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