Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 207

Delilah:

The ride back was quiet.

Not because the road was smooth, far from it.

But because the storm that lived inside me had finally settled into something colder, something still. I wasn’t angry anymore.

I was done being angry.

I chose to take a taxi. It was the one thing that was going through my mind, me of where I really came from. I needed to think straight and I knew that letting anyone drop me off was not going to do me any good. Calling them was not going to do me any good. And I was far too angry. I needed this time for myself.

The estate loomed before me, the towering black structure I once viewed as a home now resembled nothing more than a cage. The place that I thought would be a reality to me, that I thought would be my fresh beginning, that I was so jealous of not living in, was now nothing more than my hell.

But I walked through its gates anyway.

I walked through because I knew that someone inside needed me and I was not going to leave her to his mercy.

The guards stepped back when they saw me.

I didn’t flinch.

Let them watch. Let them wonder.

I wanted them to be curious about what was going to happen.

The moment I entered the house, I felt his presence. Giovanni.

He never waited long when something needed to be punished. Or questioned. Or silenced.

His footsteps echoed against the marble as he entered the foyer, hands clasped behind his back like a man walking into battle wearing nothing but ego.

“You came back,” he said coolly, not a hint of relief in his voice. Just suspicion. “I thought the Lockwood heir would’ve had you curled around his finger by now. Considering that you chose to go to him for help, I would have expected you to be staying there to find your new place.”

I didn’t respond. I walked past him, my boots clicking against the floor as I headed for the study.

He followed, of course.

Just quietly. Softly. Like a woman who had already lost everything and wasn’t afraid anymore.

“I don’t think anything,” I said. “I know what I am now. I know what you made me. But the difference is… I finally chose who I’m going to be. And whether or not I want to take my sister does not concern you. She might be your daughter, but you chose to use her as a weapon, just as you chose to use me. Only this time I’m going to stand in your face and I’m going to show you what it is to use your daughter as a weapon.”

I turned to walk out.

“You’re not going back there,” he called after me. “You stay here now. And if you think of going to their place, if you think of siding with the enemy, then I’m going to be teaching you a lesson that you are going to have a hard time forgetting.”

I looked over my shoulder. “I wasn’t asking for permission. Go on ahead and teach me that lesson. If you think that I am Lysandra and that I am going to break under your torment, then you are very wrong. I lived with torment and torture my whole life. And I think that you know that very well, Alpha Giovanni.”

I want to step away only for two men to block my path as he took a step towards me. I did not bother turning to face him, but I felt his gun on my lower back. He did not shoot, but I knew that he would if he wanted to. Considering that he did not, he was just simply throwing a threat.

“I am letting you pass with a warning this time because you are angry that we shot you. But if you think that I’m going to keep ignoring that, if you think that I’m going to allow you to cross every limit that you want simply because you think that you can do it, then I’m going to remind you who I am and what I’m capable of doing, and trust me, if you think that what I did to Lisandra was torment, then you would be very surprised with what I can do to you.” He said coldly.

“Then by all means, do your best, Alpha Giovanni. I think that the two of us have chosen our sides regardless of us being under the same roof, no?”