Chapter 9

LYNEXIA

I jolt upright, my hands balling beside me into fists of rage. "Are you insane?" The fact that he has a condition attached to this appalls me, not to talk of the condition itself.

Dimitri scratches his jaw leisurely as if he can't be bothered by my sudden outburst. His calm gaze tightens around my gut. He is so unfazed, almost bored while a stream of anger begs to be let out from me.

He sighs and says with a bored tone. "Take it or leave it."

My mouth falls agape in disbelief, and the space between my brows creases into a deep furrow. I can't believe that I'm witnessing this.

"Take it or leave it?" I repeat. The words roll on my tongue like black tar. "This is your daughter, Dimitri. Our daughter. How can you have a condition tied to saving her?"

A vein ticks in his jaws and briefly a flicker of something I can't decipher creases his face before his mask of indifference slides back into place.

"Are you doing this to punish me? Teach me a lesson?" I ask, my voice cracking