Zayne stared down at her, his chest heaving, his brows arched in pure annoyance. He released his grip, letting her slump to the floor, half-conscious.Venom gasped for air as her bodyguards rushed forward, but she waved them off with a weak, dismissive gesture.Zayne turned and walked back to the table. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it with a hand that was now perfectly steady. He took a long, deep drag."Bitch," he cursed, the word a cloud of sharp smoke.Venom pushed herself up onto her elbows, using the back of her hand to wipe the blood from her split lip. She let out a wet, gurgling laugh."I know," she rasped.She managed to pull a cigar from her pocket, light it, and let out a cloud of her own smoke, her gaze never leaving him. "Feel better now, don't ya?"Zayne was silent. He knew she had deliberately provoked him, offering herself as a punching bag to exorcise his demons.Welcome back, Couz, Venom thought, a private victory ringing in her bruised mind.She signaled to
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