Chapter 15

The hot breeze matched his mood, unwanted. He hated been in a mood like he was in. He hated failing. He hated not doing what he wanted to do when he wanted to do it and he’d wanted to take down this woman. So bad.

He’d had to come to ruin what he had right there. Him. The runaway son had to snatch what had already been given to him on a platter of gold. He foolishly saved his woman then ran away, okay. So what?

It was okay, Seth told himself. He’d rise again.

"I’d find his puta again," he said to himself. "And when I do, nothing would save her from me. I’d devour her and not even the lion of a boy would save her."

He looked down at his phone where he just got off from talking with his boss. He was angry, very angry. He’d called him all sorts of names and he kept quiet loy