CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

“I AM SO FUCKING STUPID.”ZYRAN.I couldn't focus.The meeting had been going on for forty-five minutes and I'd absorbed maybe ten percent of what was being said. Something about territory disputes in Brooklyn, expanding our operations into New Jersey, dealing with the Serpents who were getting bold again after we'd blown up their main warehouse last month.Important stuff. Stuff that normally would have my full attention.But all I could think about was her.Myra. And then I'd left her with nothing but a fucking note."Zyran? You with us?"I looked up to find Cristian staring at me from across the table, one eyebrow raised. The conference room at our Manhattan headquarters was full—all the core Kingsmen members. Luca was to my left, Lorenzo was across from me taking notes, Nikolai was slouched in his chair looking bored as always. "Yeah," I said. "I'm here.""Could've fooled me," Nikolai muttered. "You've been staring at that same page for twenty minutes."I looked down at the repo

CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

"TO THOSE GIRLS WHO FEEL THEY ARE NEVER ENOUGH, IT WOULD BE OKAY."MYRADay three.Or was it day four? I'd lost track somewhere between the messages that wouldn't stop coming and the blade that had become too familiar in my hand.I was sitting on the bathroom floor again. My usual spot now. The tiles were cold against my back, grounding me in a way nothing else could. My phone was face down beside me, still buzzing periodically with calls and texts I wouldn't answer.Zyran had called seventeen times yesterday. Eighteen the day before. I'd counted.I didn't answer any of them.What was the point? He'd say he was sorry. He'd make excuses. He'd tell me it was complicated, that he was trying to do the right thing, that I needed to understand the situation.I was tired of understanding.I was tired of everything.My thigh was a mess now. New cuts layered over old ones, some still healing, some fresh from this morning. I'd stopped being careful about placement. Stopped worrying about whethe

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

" I'M JUST TRYING TO PRPTECT YOU FROM MY OWN DEMONS."ZYRANCristian's words kept echoing in my head. You're being a coward. You're about to throw away something real because you're scared.He was right. I was scared. Terrified, actually. Of my own feelings, of Luca's reaction, of losing control, of wanting something this badly.But I was more terrified of losing her.She hadn't answered a single call. Hadn't responded to any of my texts. Three days of complete radio silence.Elena had called me this morning, her voice tight with worry."Mr. Theon, I'm concerned about Myra. She hasn't left her room in days. She's not eating. I've tried talking to her but she won't open the door. I think... I think something's very wrong."I'd dropped everything and left immediately.Now I was pulling through the gates of our estate, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat.The house was dark except for a few lights. I parked and practically ran to the front door, letting myself in."Myr

CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR

“DO YOU MISS ME LIKE I MISSED YOU, FUCKED AROUND AND GOT ATTACHED TO YOU.”ZYRAN."Don't." She backed away from me, wrapping the blanket around herself like armor. "Don't you dare."I stood up slowly, hands out like I was approaching a wounded animal. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left like that. I was—""Why do you keep doing this to me?" Her voice was shaking, raw with emotion. "You come close to me, you possess me, you touch me, and then you pull away from me, leaving me hanging. I'm not your fucking toy, Zyran!""I know—""No, you don't know! You have no idea what the last three days have been like. What it's been like sitting here wondering if you were ever coming back. If I meant anything to you at all or if I was just—just some obligation you had to deal with!"Every word was a knife twisting in my gut because she was right. About all of it."You know the situation," I said, even though I knew it was a weak excuse. "You know why this is complicated.""I don't care about complica

CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE ~~~

ZYRAN.“I AM GOING TO RUIN YOU FOR ANYONE ELSE”I kissed her like I was starving, like the taste of her mouth could erase every second I’d been gone. My hands roamed down her back, gripping her ass through the thin silk, yanking her harder against the bulge already straining in my pants.Myra whimpered into my mouth, needy and trembling, and that sound snapped the last shred of my control.I pulled back just enough to look at her flushed face, her swollen lips, those wide blue eyes already begging.“Look at you,” I growled, voice low and cruel. “Fuck baby, look at how soaked you are. I promised Luca I wouldn’t touch you. Told your brother I’d keep my hands off his innocent little sister… and here you are, rubbing yourself against me, so desperate my cock aren’t you baby.”Her breath hitched, shame flooding her cheeks. She tried to look away, but I grabbed her jaw, forcing her eyes back to mine.“Say it. Tell me what you want.”“I’m… Fuck me please,” she whispered, voice shaking with h

CHAPTER THIRTY SIX~~

ZYRAN“WITH YOU I LOSE EVERY OUNCE OF CONTROL.”I held her trembling body against mine, still buried deep inside her as we both came down from the high. My heart was hammering like I’d run a marathon. Myra was so small beneath me, flushed and teary-eyed, her virgin pussy still fluttering around my cock. I’d just ruined her. Broken every promise I’d made to Luca. And fuck… I didn’t regret a single second.“Baby…” I whispered, pressing soft kisses to her damp forehead, her closed eyelids, the tip of her nose. “You were so perfect. My sweet girl. You did so good for me.”She let out a shaky little breath and smiled up at me, shy and glowing. That smile wrecked me more than anything else tonight.I slowly pulled out of her, groaning at the sight of my cum leaking from her freshly fucked pussy. Instead of filth, all I felt was a fierce wave of protectiveness. I gathered her into my arms and carried her toward the bathroom.“You’re shaking, angel. Let me take care of you.”I ran us a warm b