King of Malice: A Dark Mafia Romance by Piper Stone

Author:Piper Stone [Stone, Piper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2023-05-21T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

Whitney

Wham!

The hard slam jarred me from the quiet moment, an instant rush of fear creeping through every vein. When someone stormed through the house, I slowly eased from the sofa, padding toward the hallway. I was forced to remind myself if anyone had believed they could get through the soldiers guarding the property or the cameras that undoubtedly notified Phoenix of any breach, they were fools.

He’d left me alone the night before, but I’d seen him lurking in the shadows, showing signs of his predatory nature. Although his dark eyes had found me several times, he’d never said a word. But neither had I. I had no way of knowing if he’d been testing me, pushing my resolve, or punishing me for shoving him away.

It was something half of me had regretted.

He hadn’t suggested dinner. It had just appeared, the spectacular kitchen something any cook would die to work in. He had a staff of people who came and went, never speaking. I felt like I was in a dollhouse, pretending to be the lady of the house. But I wasn’t. I had no clue what I was other than an obsession to a man who could have anything he wanted.

I’d awakened all alone, which had been another surprise. I’d expected him to make good on his promise that I belonged to him, coming to me in the middle of the night. I’d found him moments before he’d left without telling me where he was going.

The silent treatment had continued but his eyes couldn’t hide the hunger or the man’s predatory stance. I’d walked outside, watching as he climbed into a stunning sleek black Ferrari, gunning the engine as soon as he’d turned it over. As he’d left, he’d turned his head in my direction.

A wave of undeniable heat had shot through me, enflaming my blood and leaving the pulse on the side of my neck jumping irregularly.

After that, I’d felt lonely.

Just like the man I was determined to hate.

The one I couldn’t stop thinking about.

I found myself walking down the hallway in search of the person who’d entered. It had to be Phoenix. He’d returned after a partial day at the office. I almost laughed at the sentiment. I couldn’t see him sitting behind a desk, signing contracts, or preparing a marketing campaign. He was all brute strength and animalistic need contained in an expensive suit and suave demeanor.

That categorized him perfectly.

Then again, so many things did.

As I headed toward the kitchen, I heard raucous noise. It sounded like someone was having a temper tantrum. When I moved into the doorway, I sensed whatever he’d gone through was tearing at a part of him.

He’d grabbed a beer from the fridge, knocking a pint of strawberries and a package of cheese onto the floor in the process. He’d also left the refrigerator door open. Now he was standing with one palm planted on the kitchen island, using the other to guzzle beer.

I quietly moved into the room, my bare feet keeping my presence unknown for a few precious seconds.

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