Behind The Broken: Behind Darkness Duet 1 (War of Hearts) by Chloe C. Peñaranda

Behind The Broken: Behind Darkness Duet 1 (War of Hearts) by Chloe C. Peñaranda

Author:Chloe C. Peñaranda [Peñaranda, Chloe C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lumarias Press
Published: 2024-02-13T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 21

Rhett

Ana is exquisite, powerful, sitting in the chair across from her father. Her long legs cross over each other, shifting her tight black skirt higher, and— Fuck me, I have to stop blatantly staring at the senator’s daughter while he’s right fucking there.

I stand by the side of the room, merely observing, as she’s come to them with her demand and I’m sure to be involved.

“Look at her hair, Archibald!” Ana’s mother cries. I’ve never heard her address her husband by his full name.

Her father says, “It’s lovely, darling, really. But it’s . . . bold.”

Ana smiles at that and my chest beats with pride. It makes my soul fucking soar to watch her come into her confidence, which could shake a room. The bastards who traumatized her in the maze didn’t get to make a victim; they made a goddess.

“You should have asked us first. What is the press going to make of it?” her mother goes on, pacing.

She’s beginning to grind on my nerves. Ana looks damned incredible and she made herself. That’s all that matters, not some tabloid gossip.

“I came to say I’ll be going to New York next week. Liam invited me to the charity gala,” Ana informs them.

“I cannot allow that,” her father says immediately.

“I wasn’t really asking,” Ana counters, growing irritated.

She has every right to be.

Of course, Ana doesn’t know the threats made against her life. The night of the maze . . . I’ve not felt a terror like that since Christmas Eve three years ago. The helplessness in those minutes it took to find her . . . I never want to feel close to that helpless terror again.

I crossed the final line with her last night that I swore to myself I wouldn’t. But it was inevitable. Not because she’s stunning. That’s obvious to anyone. No—what draws me to Ana like a moth to a flame is her spirit, her kindness, and what I can’t stop reaching for is something so much deeper I want to protect it with every fiber of my being. Ana deserves far more than what I could ever offer her. But for now, for the rest of this post, maybe the pretense will be worth the wound of leaving her at the end.

“I’ll be accompanying her,” I interject. “And she’s agreed to have two plainclothes guards trailing us at all times.”

Ana casts me a glare. She agreed to no such thing. It’s damn adorable. New York is stunning at this time while it prepares for the holiday season. I’m excited just thinking about watching her joy in the city.

My cell rings before the senator can voice the protest lining his face. I check the ID.

“I need to take this.” I excuse myself.

Ana can handle herself against her parents, and I’m sure they’ll cave.

“What have you got for me, Allie?” I say, mindful of my volume while scanning the hall.

“Oh Rhetty, you are going to owe me a mansion in the Bahamas,” she practically squeals.

“Doesn’t your family own one of those?”

“I want my own!”

I smile, picturing her delightful face.



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