Page 14 of Darkest Deception

“I. Hate. You,” I grit out.

Helia gets in my face too, crowding my vision.

He grabs my hand holding his shirt, tears it away, then twists it behind my back. Pain sears through my shoulder, and I bite my lip to hold in a cry.

“Same. Here.” His eyes harden. He looks very much like he’d like to kill me. And I hope he sees the exact same emotion in my own eyes.

“I want to kill you and bury your body in a forest,” I bite back.

Helia pulls me closer to him, my chest mashed against his, and the pain in my shoulder pinches me harder.

“Is that all you’ve got?” His words make me want to scream in his face.

I thrash in his hold, trying my best to escape, but I know I have no chance against this man. He really is all strong muscles, taunting smiles, and menacing looks.

“If you try hard enough, you might actually make it.” He smiles, his pearly white teeth on display.

Why the fuck are his teeth so perfect?

Why the fuck am I even thinking about his teeth?

What is wrong with me?

“The moment you let me go, I will claw at your face, Helia,” I threaten.

His eyebrows rise as if he is really interested in finding out if I’ll follow through. This fucker.

He pushes me away. The moment my hands are free, I carefully place my iPad in my bag, place it on the floor, then launch myself at him.

I grab his neck, wrapping both my hands around it, my nails digging into his boiling hot skin. His back is pressed against the elevator, but he doesn’t fight me. His cocky smile as he watches me threaten him makes me want to press harder.

I hate him so much.

His twisted personality, his sick smile, and this hot-and-cold attitude he has.

“Didn’t know you had this kink.”

A frown twists at my face.

“Harder,” he moans with an amused smile.

“You prick!”

“What does that make you? A masochist?”

“What?” My mind swims in confusion.

What the actual fuck is wrong with this man?

I apply pressure on his neck, but it seems to make no difference to his face. I even feel a drop of blood fall on my hand where I’ve pierced his skin. Guilt hits me, and I instantly reel back. No. I wasn’t supposed to hurt another person like this.

Shaking my head, I think of something else so the voices in my head don’t haunt me.

I never said I was giving up because of some small guilt.

I’m searching every small corner of my house for any evidence that could lead me to build a case against him in hopes of winning the rights to my company back.

Helia will suffer. He will suffer a big loss and I will come out to be the winner. I will get the last laugh in the end.

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