CHAPTER 171

LAURA DIEGO

Alexander caught me easily when I launched myself at him with the last of my strength, letting out a crazed scream as the glass I had broken off from the ring chief’s taillight dug into the flesh of my palms.

I bucked wildly, struggling against his iron grip as the din of laughter dulled in my ears, before he shoved me roughly to the side, making me let out a strangled sob.

“Is that all you’ve got Edward scissor hands?” He joked, in a voice that sent razor-sharp daggers straight into my plump, cushiony chest.

I had not wanted to believe that it was his stark, humorless baritone I had heard as I lay facedown on the carpet.

It was impossible!

“What were you doing at Du Merges Hotel?” Alexander boomed, and I scooted backward when I saw the hate swirling in his green glare.

I struggled to still the wobble in my chin as my heart beat a jagged tune in my chest. My head felt hot, hotter than it had been since I murdered my father in his workshop armchair.

I would not let these