Destruction by Jennifer Bene

Author:Jennifer Bene [Bene, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781946722164
Published: 2017-11-25T18:30:00+00:00

David

Watching Lianna curl up on the mattress, all of the evidence at her back, David felt his fist tighten around the bottle of vodka.

The girl was smarter than this. Smart enough to look at the photos and figure out who her father really was — but instead she was going to sleep. He toyed with the edge of the folder on his desk, plucking at it with his thumb, tempted to go rip the door open and toss it in with her.

No. That’s too far.

He almost laughed as the idea surfaced in him. After everything he’d done to her, every fucked up thing in his attempt to break her, to ruin her father, to punish her for things he now believed she had no idea about… this was too far?

Apparently, yes.

He pushed his hands into his hair and even with all the alcohol he could still smell her, still taste her, still see her body arching above him as he’d delved his tongue inside her. It was messing with his head.

Grabbing the vodka he stumbled to the doorway and barely caught himself against the frame before he hit the floor. The hallway was tilting and that meant there was either a severe foundation shift he wasn’t aware of, or he was shitfaced. When he took a step forward and had to catch his balance he knew which one it was, he just couldn’t bring himself to care.

The plan was progressing, and soon Mercier’s corrupt corporate empire would be dust, and the family would be hobbled. It wouldn’t matter that the girl had seen his face, none of it would matter because it would be done. It would finally be over.

Brushing his hand across the door to her cell, he kept walking, one hand on the wall to steady him, until he found the bathroom. With the water warming up for a shower, he leaned against the wall and swallowed another mouthful of vodka. He just stared when he caught sight of himself in the mirror.

He looked like hell.

He needed a shave, and a haircut, and to not look like a drunk.

None of those things were happening tonight though. The best he could do was a hot shower, brushing his teeth, and going to sleep. In the morning there would be one less puppet company for Mercier to use, one more family avenged.

And Lianna Mercier? The ruined princess, the fallen angel, the damned daughter of the son of a bitch that had inspired all of this?

Well, she’d still be there. After all, Harry had done a hell of a job with the door.

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