Chapter 158: 'You've been getting away with many things, kitten'

[Ralph's POV]

Cold water from the shower rained hard on me.

I needed it. The reminder of my cruel reality; one where I was doubted; one where my possessions were ripped from my palms; one where everyone got their benefits from burning me alive.

Ever since Juliette, I seemed to have forgotten the violent streak in my family line. The belief that violence will and can solve anything is hard wired in every single person down the bloodline.

Who am I to change it?

BANG!

I glared at my palm flattened on the slick walls.

All those eyes devouring what belonged to me. It's mine. Juliette is mine. That soft, flawless skin is meant for my eyes only.

WHAM!

Pain shot from my knuckles to my skull, but it was useless. The urge to kill was still strong.

*****

I threw the towel on the sink counter and moved to the exit of the bathroom of the presidential suite.

Fuck, I miss her. I want her to imprint on my skin, become a part of me.

Sick.

The door slid open and I entered the living room.

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