The force of Mairi’s slap somehow made the haze of liquor-induced rage disappear, and Damen stiffened, feeling like something had possessed him in the past few minutes.

Mairi was sobbing.

The sound tore through him, but Damen steeled himself from being conned by Mairi again. It was an act. It was just a fucking act. “I won’t give you another warning. If you’re not out of here in five minutes, I will have you charged for trespassing.”

And yet she stayed there, crying. God, she was still crying, like he had broken her heart when he knew now that she never had a heart.

“Four minutes.”

He walked away.

She was still crying.

He got into his car, slamming his door shut.

He shouldn’t hear her anymore, but why was it that he was still surrounded with the sound of her tears?

Damen called the head of his security. “If the five minutes are up and she’s still not gone, get the police to arrest her.” Ending the call, he looked at his chauffeur and snapped, “Drive.”

“Where to, sir?”

“Just fucking drive.” It didn’t matter where. His heart had found its home in Mairi, and now that the truth was out, he didn’t fucking care where he’d end up. Her betrayal had left him lost forever.










Chapter 17

“YOU HAVE ONE PHONEcall, Ms. Tanner.” Even though the police officer was talking to her, his face was averted. So was everyone else’s in the precinct, affording her the chance to pretend that they had not all been a part of the most painfully humiliating incident in her life.

When she didn’t answer, the police officer pressed gently, “Surely there is someone you would like to call to aid you?”

It was so hard to think.

She couldn’t call her aunts. She didn’t want them to think they had been wrong to let her dream.

She couldn’t call her friends. She didn’t want them to think they had been wrong to believe she was with a man who loved her.

She couldn’t call Ioniko. She didn’t want him to think he had been wrong to trust her when she said that her love would never die.