Damen whitened. “Goddammit, please, I’m begging you, don’t say it.”
Chapter 6
SOMETHING INSIDE HERbroke down at the realization that Damen was begging her. Greek billionaires were not supposed to beg. It was always supposed to be the other way around, and Mairi shook her head wildly, as if by doing so she could deny what was happening and keep pretending that he was the same cold-hearted man who threw her out of his house.
“I said YES—-”
“Shut up,” he snarled. A white line had formed around Damen’s mouth as he used every bit of his control not to lose himself in despair and rage.
Mairi didn’t tear her gaze off him. “I said yes,” she repeated.
“SHUT UP—-”
“And he touched my breasts, fucked me with——”
Damen could no longer take it. “NO.” He stalked towards her, but before he could take another step, Drake’s security came out of nowhere. Men were suddenly holding him back, and that was when he lost it.
“Let go of me!” Damen was strong, but there were seven men holding him back, and his frustration and rage grew as he found himself unable to escape them. His gaze sought Mairi, and his heart splintered when he saw she was crying.
It had killed him to hear her say that, but seeing her cry so hard, he knew those words had not come without cost to her. It had killed her, too.
“I don’t care who you fucked,” he rasped. “Because that’s all it could ever be.”
“Stop it.” She didn’t want him to understand. She wanted him to hate her so they could be over.
“When it’s the two of us—-” His voice thickened, and again he struggled against the men holding him, every instinct in him directing Damen to hold Mairi. Couldn’t they damn well see that she was hurting? “We make love, Mairi,” he said gutturally. “And that’s what matters. That’s what always will matter.” He let out a strangled breath. “I love you—-”
“Shut up!” Mairi covered her ears. “Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP—-”
“I love you.” He repeated the words fiercely. “I will always love you. I fucked up, but you know – goddammit, you know I fucked up because I love you too much——”
Mairi shook her head wildly. She looked at Drake, begging, “Please. I don’t want this anymore.”
When Drake started to speak, she was afraid he would still want her to be strong, to do things on her own, but instead his voice was gentle as he said, “I understand.” He pulled her towards him.
When Damen saw Drake stroke her hair, saw the tenderness in that touch and knew that whatever or whoever the man was, he was not completely immune to Mairi – that was when he forgot all about being rational. He forgot about everything except for one thing: he would never let anyone take Mairi away from him.