Page 58 of Monsters

My gut twisted with pure hatred that festered inside. “Fuck. You!”

Mason laughed, deep and throaty. “Soon, Gem. Be patient.” His patronizing tone was going to see me in a prison cell before him.

“Just stay out my life,” I warned, one last time. “And I’ll make sure everything, including you, stays in the past.” His large frame blocked the door preventing an easy escape. That didn’t stop me. Knocking his shoulder on the way through, I grabbed my handbag from the couch and made my exit, worried I’d vomit on the way out.

I didn’t know what happened to Christina, but I couldn’t stay in her house a second longer with him. He wasn’t going to hurt her or Evie. This was just a game to him. A twisted game of cat and mouse which had served his purpose.

Opening the car door, I threw my bag on the passenger seat with enough force it fell off and landed upturned on the car floor.

Inhaling deeply to calm my rage, I was about to climb in when his voice stopped me.

“And Gem?”

Tapping the door in frustration, I turned reluctantly and met his gaze. He leaned against the front door, jeans hung low on his naked torso. “The past can easily become your future. And I’ll personally make sure it does.”

I swallowed hard, his warning hitting home.

This was never going to end.

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