Goldsin (The Chrysophilist Trilogy Book 1) by Aveline Knight

Author:Aveline Knight [Knight, Aveline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-12T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

JULIAN

“Please . . . P-please, I b-beg you . . .” The gasped words stammer out of his mouth, blood dripping down his chin.

I circle the bruised man tied to the chair in the middle of boxing ring at the Den. The stains on the floor suit the place, giving it that extra touch of violence. I should consider telling the cleaning company to leave them there.

I created the Den to escape the violent life Lucian raised me into. Ironic, really. Yet the type of violence that happens here is an art form, a way to release built-up tension. A way for me to retaliate since I can’t at home.

Yet right now, as I punch the asshole to death, I can feel the way Lucian was able to taint my sacred place without even having to take a step inside. Should I stop, or should I keep going—use his face the way I can’t Lucian’s?

The latter should be exciting.

Swollen eyes plead at me. “It wasn’t m-me. I s-swear!”

I choke down a laugh. How stupid does he think I am? I saw the surveillance footage of him breaking into Lucian’s office at Harrow Enterprise. I fucking saw that disgusting face twist with pleasure as he forced himself onto Marison, Lucian’s secretary, before hacking Lucian’s computer with a flash drive and stealing important information.

He couldn’t resist, could he?

Lucian sent me here to teach him a lesson: Don’t steal from the rich. But in truth? I’m only doing this for Marison.

Like they say, greed gets you killed.

“Let’s see if that small head of yours understood . . .” I inch closer to his face from behind his chair. With my hand resting heavily on his shoulder, I wait expectantly for him to repeat the words I instructed him to say earlier.

“I-I’m a—I didn’t do it!” He cuts himself off, voice booming through the empty place.

Grunting, I straighten up, my jaw clenching while my lips twitch with excitement at what awaits him. “Very well,” I drawl before throwing a punch to the side of his temple. The crack of bone vibrates down my spine, awakening something inside of me. “How about now? Are you over your bullshit yet?”

Blood splatters out, raining down on the floor, and I feel like a painter creating his next masterpiece.

The idiot’s head snaps back, eyes rolling upward in pain as I stare down at him.

He worked as an intern in the North America sales division. I know the pay wasn’t the highest, but it sure was more than he would have gotten working anywhere else. Someone must have put him up to this. There’s no way a guy like him would have come up with the plan alone. Then again, he did rape Marison.

He isn’t as innocent as he makes himself out to be.

I’m staring at him, head inclined to the side, when the earpiece I’m wearing crackles to life.

Her voice appears next.

“Lost for words? Let me help you with that,” I hear her say. My dick stirs, jaw clenching with all the venom she spits at Marcus.

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