Page 93 of Darkest Deception

Someone walks in through the door, and I sigh, slamming my hand on the table.

“Who the fuck keeps letting everyone in?” I raise my head, then sigh even louder.

“Tell me why you keep showing up? Your sister and now you? Give me a break. If Aurora wants to invite me to another dinner, or if you want my help with getting a different therapist who will agree to your terms, then come another time.”

Remo raises a brow, then sits down in front of me, his eyes slowly looking over the office. I changed nothing, knowing I will leave soon. London was never my home. I thought it never would be, but that thought is changing now.

“It’s been more than a couple of months now.”

I know what he is about to say next.

“I guess I need to deal with it this time, huh? Can’t run away to Mexico, Spain, or even Tokyo?”

Remo doesn’t look amused. His face relaxed, bored.

A man like him, a man with such power? No one can ever harm him.

Me? I’m the one living in the shadows; the one who does his dirty work.

Once caught, I won’t be able to turn back.

“Did you read the papers I sent you?”

“No.”

A moment of silence follows.

“You left many bodies behind, Helia.”

The realisation makes its way into me, and my hold on the arm of the chair tightens, my knuckles turning white with the force.

The bodies of people who touched Ambrose wrong: in the past, in the few months I have known her, anyone her mother may have considered worthy to marry her to. I did so without thinking then, not realising something was about to overtake me. That was the effect Ambrose had on me.

A crushing, maddening effect.

“Were they all truly for her? I thought you hated her? What do you see in her? I don’t even know…”

His words weave around my chest and slowly sink in. I let my head drop back, exhaling loudly.

“She is the one who allowed Aurora to get kidnapped. She is the one who allowed Aurora to almost get killed, bringing her to the point of suicide. If it weren’t for sheer luck on her part, Aurora wouldn’t be here.” His voice hardens, his hate for Ambrose taking over. “Did you tell her you know? That you know everything because of a simple background check? The day Aurora told me, I was about to kill her. I would have if Aurora hadn’t stopped me.”

I suck in a breath through my teeth, clenching my jaw.

I should hate her. I should.

Why the fuck am I thinking about smashing in Remo’s face for speaking about Ambrose like this?

“You’ve been watching her more than you needed to. You hired her, and I didn’t say anything. You killed for her, and I still covered you. But now? You need to let her go. You need to—”

“No.”

Remo slowly turns his head, looking right at me.

“Just because I warned Aurora about you doesn’t mean you should do the same to me. Give it your best, Remo. I will not do what you just said.” I get up and turn away from him, looking out at the city.

I know what he is doing.

He’s striking back since he almost lost Aurora because of me.

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