Heart of Thorns: A Dark Vampire Romance (Vampire Royals of New York: Gabriel Book 1) by Sarah Piper

Author:Sarah Piper [Piper, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Two Gnomes Media
Published: 2021-05-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Hours before the club’s opening, tucked away in a leather alcove in the darkest corner of Obsidian, Gabriel eyed up the demon who sat across from him.

The useless fuck hadn’t even bothered to put on a suit for the meeting. No skin off Gabriel’s back, but the demon might’ve thought better of donning a blue-and-white tracksuit if he’d known he was about to be buried in it.

He glared at Gabriel, strumming his fingers impatiently on the table, his eyes completely black. An intimidation tactic, pure and simple.

Gabriel let him enjoy it. It would be his last.

“Thank you for meeting with me, Michael,” Gabriel finally said.

The demon clenched his fist, still trying to call up some of that so-called intimidation. “It’s Mikhail, comrade.”

“Apologies, comrade. You see, it’s only in the last hour that I learned you even had a name.”

Gabriel had Enzo and Cole to thank for that. After the attack on Jacinda last night, they’d done a little digging. Found out all sorts of things about Kostya and his shadow here, He Who Likes to Watch. Gabriel didn’t know how often they’d crossed paths with the witch before, or in what context—Enzo and Cole weren’t able to find anything on her involvement. But judging from the pungent scent of fear in her blood when he’d caught them harassing her, it wasn’t too hard to connect the dots.

Just the idea of this fuckstain watching anything about her…

Gabriel closed his eyes.

The scent of Jacinda’s fear had sent him into a rage last night. If Kostya hadn’t been there, he was pretty damn sure he would’ve torn out the throat of any unlucky bastard in his path.

But her blood?

That had sent him into a fucking tailspin. One taste of it on his tongue, and he’d about lost his damn mind. A fierce, feral possessiveness took over, chasing away all logic. All humanity. It was a fucking miracle he didn’t devour her right there.

And this demon, this hellspawn filth had stood by and laughed while Kostya put his hands on her? While Kostya groped and threatened her?

Gabriel reined it in. Took a deep breath. Forced a wide, amiable grin.

“I have many names,” the demon finally said. “But you may call me—”

“So, listen, Mike. I’ve got a proposition for you.”

“About the witch, yes?” Yellow teeth shone from a sharklike grin. “Can we be frank, Gabriel?”

“Mr. Redthorne.”

The grin faltered, just for a moment. “Mr. Redthorne. Look, witch is… How can I put this? Prime piece of ass on silver platter. Yes?”

Gabriel said nothing. Agreed to nothing. Did nothing but imagined the bitter taste of the demon’s blood sliding down his throat.

“If Kostya knew you were already…” The grin was back in full force, and Mikhail made a circle with one hand, shoving a finger inside it with the other, laughing at his own cleverness. “…marking your territory, he would not have touched her. She is your property now, this I understand. So.” He lifted his glass of vodka and nodded. “As saying goes, let bygones be bygones?”

Now it was Gabriel’s turn to grin, his fangs sliding out, ready to feast.

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