Captivated

The idiot wife fell to her knees, asking if he was okay before glaring up at me to call me names. I was only interested in the girl who’d started crying, but I wanted to kick the shit out of her sister, I give a fuck that she has tits.

Anyone who would allow the shit she did to happen to their little sister get no respect from me. I treat my long dead and buried sister way better than she does hers. My eyes fell on the asshole again as I weighed the consequences. At this point, I was more worried about disappointing gramps than I was of being hunted by the asshole law.

He was still clutching at his throat and making gagging noises when I walked out the door with her, and it was only when I got her in the back of Dray’s car and watched them drive off before jumping on my bike that I felt the adrenaline crash.

I sm0ked the wheels off my bike getting back to the penthouse, and of course, Dray was there already. Those driving maneuvers he’d learned in the desert had paid off in full. I’m surprised the cops weren’t in his ass.

He helped me take her and her shit upstairs because I had to damn near carry her. “You staying in?” What he was really asking is if I planned to go back there and finish the job. “Yeah!” He studied me for a few seconds before nodding his head and walking out the door.

I left her stuff on the floor in the hallway and took her into the master bathroom to run her a bath; she must feel dirty having been in that place. I didn’t say anything to her; I couldn’t, my throat was closed with anger.

I methodically ran the water, tested it, added bath salts, and undressed her without a word. “Get in; I’ll make you some tea.”

“Damien, are you mad at me?” Fuck!

“No baby; never! But later, we’re gonna talk about why you didn’t tell me what was going on.” I kissed her forehead and walked away before she got a glimpse of the ugly side of me.

I’d gored holes in my palms with my nails by the time I reached the home gym on the other side of the penthouse. While she soaked, I punched and kicked the shit out of it, but I don’t see where it helped assuage my anger much. Nothing was going to do that, not until I destroyed the two of them.

Damien

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I didn’t touch her after taking her out of the tub, not because I didn’t want to, I always want her. But because there was still too much anger and I was afraid I’d hurt her. I put her to bed, pulling the covers up to her chin and sat by her side silently.

She was too emotionally drained, which was evident by the tear tracks on her cheeks, so when she opened her mouth to question me, I shushed her. “Shh, it’ll keep, we’ll talk later, get some sleep you must be tired.”

As soon as she fell asleep and her breathing evened out, I left her. I wasn’t surprised when I heard the bell for the elevator down the hall and opened the door as the old man came strolling up with his two shadows flanking him. “I see you’ve made it back in one piece.”

He looked me over, shaking his head with a tsk when he saw the condition my hands were in. “Is the young man still alive?” He walked past me and entered the room, heading for the bar. “Have a seat.” He offered me a seat in my own house, which I took without question and accepted the snifter of cognac he held out to me before taking a seat at the head of my table.

“Dami, do you know why I never let you harm him in the past?” I didn’t answer just looked at him as I took my first sip. “When your poor sister met her unfortunate end, and we both believed him responsible, I wanted to seek vengeance right away like you did, but I had to look at the big picture.”

“It had nothing to do with the heat, or at least that wasn’t the leading factor. I’ve always taught you to look beneath the surface of things. It would be an easy thing to shed his blood, and in the old days, that’s just what I would’ve done. But as I get older and the world began to change around me, I’ve learned to look at things a bit different.”

“Do you know why he’s been able to be what he is and escape the law all this time?” That one got my attention. I’ll admit that I never looked beyond wanting to kill that fuck, so I don’t know shit about him other than the fact that he’d caused my sister’s death.