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“You must go now, Ms. Tanner. He’s in a very bad mood. Your possessions will be sent to whichever address you provide us with. But now, Ms. Tanner...please.It is for your own good I tell you to leave now.”
Shocked and disoriented, Mairi found herself following the anxious-looking housekeeper’s words. She changed hastily, grabbed her phone, and headed to the front door, bumping into the head of security as she stepped out of the house.
Mairi wanted to throw up, realizing that what the housekeeper said was true. He had been about to throw her out. She could see in his face that he wouldn’t like doing it but he would do it because—-
Because Damen Leventis had ordered it.
She shook her head. No. There was a mistake. There had to be. It might be another of Esther Leventis’ ploys to get to her, to make her leave Damen.
She stood her ground and lifted her chin. “I won’t leave.”
Her bodyguard – rather, her former bodyguard – looked at her with a horrified expression on his face. “It’s Master Damen’s order.”
Mairi whitened a little at the words, but she said doggedly, “I won’t believe you until I hear it from—-”
A figure emerged from the shadows.
Damen.
“Get out of this house.” His face was hard and cold. “Is that clear enough for you?”
She whispered, “What?”
“GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE, YOU GOLD-DIGGING BITCH!”
Mairi stumbled back at the fury in his voice. “Damen, what are you—-”
“What I am is a fucking fool to think you loved me!” He laughed bitterly. “And now, because you think I might not remain rich with my business struggling—-” Damen cursed. “Problems thatyouhave caused – you think you need to find yourself another Greek billionaire?”
The look in his eyes made Mairi want to die.
Damen despised her.
Damen found her vile.
The tears fell fast and furious, leaving her half-blind. She caught sight of movement, Damen stalking towards her. And then he was right in front of her.
The smell of liquor hit her.
He was drunk.
And then he was snarling at her, “I know everything now! I know that you’re a fucking psychotic bitch who’s always wanted to marry a Greek billionaire.”
She wiped the tears away. “Damen...” Her voice cracked when, behind Damen, she saw that a crowd had formed inside his house and all of them could hear everything he was saying.
“Please, Damen—-”
“I can’t believe I chose you over a real lady like Alina.”
His words didn’t slash her heart like a knife stab.
Instead, his hateful words worked like a hammer that crushed her heart into pieces, the pain spreading to her lungs like wildfire and preventing her from breathing.
She hurt so much she could not breathe through the pain.
“Go back to Manolis. He can have my leftovers. I had you in every way—-”
Mairi slapped him. “STOP. Please, please, pleasestop.”