leaving the room

chapter 38

Austin POV.

Days and a week went by, drowning myself in alcohol, all because of her. The memory of that night is still fresh in my mind refusing to give way. It was like a loop running for the hundredth time. I clenched my hand into a fist and my fingernails dug against my palm making blood tickle to the floor.

Him on top of her as his hands run over

her body as if he owns her. She made me fall hard for her, making me weak just for her to humiliate me in front of my men and sleep with one of them.

She had used those innocent faces to fool, taunting me with a mask she had on like a little temptress. I should have seen it coming. The first time I saw her at her aunt's restaurant I should have investigated more about her, I only checked her sister.

I slammed my fist hard against the desk, standing up. I make my way to the basement where I kept Xander. The bastard had recovered very fast and I wanted nothing but to slam his face repeatedly

against the wall before se