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“Hey,” I say, holding up the hem of this ridiculously long dress and stomping toward the new guard standing outside my door. I hadn’t even noticed they had changed out.
But seriously…did Kato only hire fellow Greeks? This guy looks like the one from this morning with coal black hair and olive skin.
“I left something in Georgia. It’s super important, and I need it back.”
His brows pinch together. “The hell you want me to do about it?”
“Go tell Kato. Or Brix. Or Maddox.”
The wrinkle between his brows smooths and he smirks as he releases a scoff. “Right. I’ll just go against Mr. Antoniou’s orders and walk away from this door.”
“This isn’t a trick. You can even lock me in,” I say, taking long, deliberate steps back away from the doorway.
“It locks from inside, Einstein.”
Releasing a frustrated screech, I stomp my foot. “I’m not fucking with you. There’s…a lot of fucking money sitting at my apartment in Georgia. And my neighbors aren’t exactly law abiding. Someone needs to get it before it disappears with everything else I own.”
The guard pulls his phone from his back pocket and taps on the screen a few times before shoving it back in place. “There. Your husband is aware you left some money behind.”
And then the jerk turns his back on me and clasps his hands in front of him.
I’m seething at this point, from being ignored, from being held against my will, and definitely from this guy referring to Kato as my husband.
“You realize how easily I can attack you from behind?” I ask.
He doesn’t bother so much as looking at me over his shoulder, but I see his body shake with a chuckle.
Ohhh. If there was anything in here small enough for me to pick up yet big enough to cause damage, I would absolutely launch it at this asshole’s head.
Since there is nothing short of a bag or box of clothes or whatever the hell else the guys bought, I turn my back on him and return to my task, struggling to walk without tripping over the hem.
Sure, it would be easier with the heels on, but only easier as far as the hem not wrapping under my feet. Those things would wreak havoc on my toes and soles. My arches would be screaming within the hour.
Or…
Reaching down, I grab the fabric and tie the slits on each leg until I’m wearing what strongly resembles a diaper. And I don’t give a shit. These are no longer my guys. There is no love left between us.
So, I couldn’t give a single flying fuck how ridiculous I look.
Chapter 5
Brixton
Until a few hours ago, I had no idea it was possible to fully hate someone while loving them to the point of pain.
Oh, but those fucking feelings are more than present now, especially after seeing her face again this morning, after letting my eyes devour every inch of her naked body…
After seeing the way she’d mutilated our initials as though she tried to erase us, erase everything we’d had.
Or at least what Ithoughtwe had.
Yeah, I fucking hate the bitch, and I’m looking forward to making her pay for everything she put us through, for everything she took from us.
My fucking heart still beats so hard and fast at the mere thought of her.
I don’t know why, but a part of me thought maybe time would have changed how I felt, or maybe changed how she’d look in my eyes.
She was beyond pretty now. So curvy. Her tits are fuller than I remember. Her hips are wide, her ass round and soft.
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