All Chapters of KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL: Chapter 71 - Chapter 74

I held him.Tears streamed down my face as I cradled Damon in my arms, his body trembling, blood dripping from his mouth, his skin bruised in shades of purple and red.He was broken.Beaten.But victorious.His trainer rushed over with a first aid kit, dressing the gash above his brow, wrapping his ribs. Damon winced but didn’t complain. He just kept his eyes on me, like I was the only thing tethering him to this world.Fedric Brunetti had already been rushed to the hospital. He hadn’t moved since the knockout.Damon kissed me quickly, his lips warm despite the blood still drying on his skin. I wanted to hold him longer, to shield him from the chaos, but before I could say anything, the medics stepped in.“He needs to be checked immediately,” one of them said, already guiding him away.Damon didn’t resist. He looked at me once — a glance that said everything — then let himself be pulled toward the medics. His body was swaying, his steps uneven. The robe hung loosely off his shoulders,

Morning came, but the dread didn’t leave.I woke up tangled in Damon’s sheets, his arm draped over my waist like a claim. His breath was steady, his body warm against mine. But I couldn’t stop the chill crawling up my spine.I hadn’t slept.Not really.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw blood dripping from the punching bag. The limp body in the corner. Damon’s laughter echoing in that dungeon-like room. Ryan’s smirk. Alex’s casual chuckle.They weren’t horrified. They weren’t shaken.They were comfortable.Of course, they were comfortable. They had done that to those two men. Yes, those men were bad news — I knew that. But the state in which I saw them… it was inhuman.And that terrified me.I hadn’t said a word. Not last night. Not this morning. I didn’t dare.What if he knew I’d seen?What if he was waiting for me to bring it up?What if silence was the only thing keeping me safe?I slipped out of bed quietly, tiptoed to the bathroom, and stared at myself in the mirror. My eyes were