Tangled In His Revenge

, louder than it should have. Sienna's heart

asked, keeping her voice steady e

et, his expression unreadable. "Beca

like I don't deserve answers

his gaze fixed on her. "You're walking i

ke me un

N

g me, destroying my family, and expecting me to just sit here and smile fo

greed to be," he said coldly.

d. "You know that. But I didn't agree to

aid nothing, just stared at

Tell me why you hate my father s

ething almost human, almost pained, b

ld you that before." he sa

e had said to her since they got married. "Th

ists at his sides. "It's not hate. It's..." He stopp

s to me,"

to her, harder this

a long moment, the air t

ly, her voice softer now. "Then tell me. Please. I'm no

ond, and she saw it, the crack in his

spered, stepping

eathing heavier now, his jaw tense as if

know?" His voice w

said withou

his body, his breath brushing against her face. "If

n't look at you the same way I did whe

is expression again, anger, frustratio

uch her, but he stopped halfway, hi

orn for your own

d it from you,"

ile, but instead, he took another step closer

ous game, Sienna," he sa

making me

art now, the tension so th

uth?" he asked again, his

ispered, her

harp. "And what will you do with it when yo

held his stare. "I'm alread

might finally tell her, his lips

said softly, a

n, hesitation, fear even, and he stepped ba

ht," he sa

ian.

e repeated, his

to me when I already know

cking the folders she had touched. "Becau

the truth,"

e said quietly, hi

argued. "You don't get to

ed, but he didn

the dark forever," she said fina

ning, but he still didn't look a

e said s

n, his gray eyes sharp, almos

not your enemy, Damian. But if you keep

ged. His lips parted slightly, his gaze

her word, he grabbed h

ing up the screen. Damian's eyes flicked

owned. "W

ed again, his voice sharp.

he phone, she caught a glimpse

unknown numbe

tep begins tomorrow. Your

ly locked the phone,

at instant, whatever Damian was planning,

mething m