Page 43 of Scarred Devil

At first, I’m sure I’ve misheard her. I turn to take her in more clearly and find her features set grimly as she rolls onto her back to stare upward. Aurora’s eyes remain fixed on the ceiling.

“What did you say?” I ask with a frown.

“I need a break from this,” she repeats, and something clenches in my gut.

What the fuck?

Why would she suggest a break when things are just getting interesting between us?

Unfuckingbelievable!

She’s grown aloof, though. Cold to me. It could not be clearer.She continues staring at the ceiling motionless and I feel my blood boil.

Suddenly, all I see is the spoiled brat I’ve always believed her to be.The ungrateful mafia daughter, unappreciative of all the luxuries she’s been given.

For fuck’s sake, you fool!

It means fucking nothing!

She means nothing!

If this is how she wants to play it out, then I’m all for it. With a hardened resolve, I sit up and stare straight ahead.

“Then go,” I say harshly. “You’re free to remain in your own room. You’ll keep coming to me at night until you give me the heir I bargained for,” I snap harder than I intend.

I think I hear her gasp, but I’m beyond caring. It’s what she gets for infuriating me in this manner. And a reminder of the way things need to remain between us.

“What?” She pulls the covers up over those gorgeous tits and I set my jaw. She stares at me with eyes wide like saucers.

“The sex is meaningless to me, anyway,” I continue. “I’ll get it elsewhere when I’m done with you and you can go back to your ivory fucking tower.”

“Fuck you,” she snaps, sitting up stiffly but I can’t care less. I’ve had enough of her bullshit. I’ve got important business to attend to anyway.

She’s nothing but a distraction.

If she wants to act cold, I can be colder.

I get off the bed, grab my clothes, and dress hastily. Without looking back, I stride out of the room and slam the door behind me. My mind is swirling.

I go straight to my garage, get into my Ferrari, and speed away from the house. I need to clear my head to stay sane and get back into my normal routine.

You can’t lead the Bratva and have feelings for a woman, for fuck’s sake!

Especially not when there’s a fucking war brewing at your doorstep!

I continue driving, pacing the mountains nearby. Without a precise destination in mind, I’m not slowing until I see the first light of dawn. I glance at my watch and curse when I realize how long I’ve been out.

She’s only a fucking distraction!

I must find a way to keep away from the temptation under my roof. I can’t believe how she’s taken over my mind. It’s only been a week since we’ve been married.

“Blyad!” I curse in Russian before I turn the car around and start heading back to the estate. It takes a couple more hours before I finally drive through the front gates.

As the gates open and I arrive at the house, I instantly know that something is off. I see Ludis there, talking animatedly to some of the men at the main house’s entrance. I frown when I notice how tense my men are.The alarm bells in my head are going off once again.

Something is wrong.

Ludis abruptly stops explaining something to them when he sees my Ferrari in the driveway. I hit the brakes in the middle of the property and get out of the car without bothering to shut the door.

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