Page 104 of The Soldier

Shit.

“Yeah. Fuck. Tell her...” My words trail off because I don’t want anyone giving her a message. I want to see her.

“I’ll call with any updates,” Aidan says and ends the call.

I chuck the phone on the sofa, then throw my head back and let out a big fucking roar.

Motherfucking cunt!

How dare that piece of shit touch my girl!

Cole stands with his legs apart and just holds the space for me. Keeping me safe. From myself.

I can feel my body trembling with fury as I meet his stare. “I ignored her calls. Cole, I fucking ignored her calls.”

He shakes his head. “Marshall. Fuck dude. Don’t.”

I pace the floor. That caged feeling tightening around my chest.

“She needed me. It’s my fucking job to protect her.”

“No. It’s not.” He crosses his arms. “Listen to me for a minute.”

I can’t focus on anything, like I’m looking for her but she’s not here. I want to leap out a window and go to her.

She might not want me...

Fuck.

Aidan is right. I have to honor her wishes. This isn’t a lover’s quarrel. She’s been raped.

“Arghhh, that fucking cunt. I’m going to rip his head off his shoulders.”

“I’ll hold him down for you.” Cole watches me punch the wall as plaster flies everywhere.

Pain lances through my wound but I don’t care.

I do care. It fucking hurts. But I will bleed for Trina, and right now I’d be willing to go to prison for her.

I am going to kill him.

If I could turn back time and stop this from happening I would throw her over my shoulder and storm out of the party, taking her home with me.

She would be upstairs right now yelling at me, but she would be safe.

“Listen, I was there when she left. Josh and I tried to intervene, but Trina insisted she leave with him,” Cole says, and I whirl around.

“So, you’re saying it’s her fault?” I yell.

“No. Fuck no.” He holds up his hands. “You know how insistent that SEAL is. Josh wasn’t going easy on her.”

Thump, thump, thump.

My heart is like a jackhammer inside my chest knowing we are all responsible for letting her leave with Roger.

Mostly me.

She belongs to me.

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