Auctioned for revenge
te to the cold rage boiling inside him. Dante had never hesitated in his life unti
vanished? And why the hell was their
not here, not now. He had won the bid but that
disappointment. He was already whispering to someone, probably sending orders to intercept them outside. Dante turned to the
bait so it would silence any complaints, and tore the paper clean off that should be enough. The auctioneer g
tightened, t
tilted his head
lse thundered in his ears. The mother
exclusive listings comes with... baggage. This boy was not meant t
e ground shif
e is
ned. That, Monsieur Moreau,
own, and for the first time, the boy was looking at him with
trust
se pause. Then the auctioneer sighed. Very well, he gestured toward the back doors. Take him and go
t he was. The child stiffened at first, but after a heartbeat, he clung to Dante's jacket, his sm
s swift, calculated. Every instinct screamed a
lley, a shadow moved. A knife gl
rned jus
lunged
lade missed his ribs by inches, slicing the fabric of his
mist
cker staggered, but Dante didn't give him a chance to recover. He slammed the man
? Dante's vo
nt, laughing through his broken te
harder. "Where
ter stopped, hi
t to leave, he rasped. Da
but maybe you'll find
knocked the man out cold, hi
motions back under control. He had n
d hadn't made a sound through the entire fight, but now
his grip. "Wh
en, in a small, barel
e
ain neutral, even as something sha
epeated, we
Aston Martin parked just around the corner. His friend's driver, An
nside, keepi
Dante
car smoothly pulli
past, Dante finally looke
ill gripping the pendant. The on
xhaled.
y look
ce steady. Tell me
lace tighter. His lips parted, but for
id she'
re quiet and
gut twis
ing his gaze with the ch
owed, the
locked and do
en, finally, the b
N
exhale
people who had taken Leo thought the
ea who they we
. He would burn the w
hand curled
d, drooping but before he fell asleep, he w
idn't h
es
xed against him, tru
Da
s, he had a reason to destroy ev
a and God help the peo