HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance) novel Chapter 39

Alaric’s POV:

“Say one more thing, and I swear to fucking god you will never be able breathe through your nose again.”

I knew that having my brother here was not a good sign, not when he was always running his mouth and ruining things whether he meant to or not.

“I hit a nerve, huh?” Nolan grunted through the pain I was sure he was feeling.

I could feel Meadow’s eyes boring into my back even before she started to speak. “Alaric-”

“Leave us, Meadow,” I said calmly, voice low, eyes not leaving my brother’s amused ones. No matter how bad he felt about what had happened in the past, he never ceased to find delight in my anger.

“But I-”

“Now.”

I felt it. The moment the air thickened. Meadow hadn’t told me yet, but she was already upset about the fact that I didn’t sleep in the room last night after I was the one who invited her over.

And now I was dismissing her so blatantly.

But it wasn’t my fault. I couldn’t let her be here to experience this. She’d already heard enough, and she had to leave before my fucking brother would say something that she wasn’t supposed to hear.

Or know.

I didn’t turn around to see if she left. I only listened… waited.

She scoffed, and I could feel the anger in the way the stool screeched against the floors. And then, her soft footsteps.

“I’m going for a walk,” she bit out.

That made me freeze, and I let go of Nolan’s collar, turning around to see her storm out of the kitchen, a slight limp in her steps.

“Meadow,” I started. “Your leg-”

She spun around to face me, angry fire swirling in those beautiful hazel eyes as she glared at me. “Why don’t you worry about your family business and I’ll worry about mine. My leg, I mean. Not my family business, you know, since you locked my only family up in the loony bin and made her your business?”

Essentially calling me a hypocrite.

I opened my mouth to say something to make this better, but there was nothing I could say.

I knew she wanted to be here, but I couldn’t ask her to stay.

“Don’t leave the compound,” I said coolly as my jaw ticked.

Meadow smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. She made a show of bowing slightly, sarcasm dripping from her tone as she said: “Whatever you say, master.”

I looked away. That should not have made my cock stir. She was upset for fuck’s sake. But I couldn’t fucking help it. I wanted her to call me that again.

“Mead…” I trailed off when I looked back only to realize that she wasn’t standing there anymore.

She was gone.

The moment I heard the front door click shut, I fisted my brother’s collar again, slamming him even harder against the wall.

He didn’t even try to fight it.

“Christ, you’re gonna give me a concussion, man.”

“Just a concussion?” I growled. “I’m hoping you lose your fucking memory while at it too.”

He only smirked. “She seems pissed, Ric. You sure you don’t want to go after her? Or is this something she does more often so you have to win her back with money?”

My gaze narrowed and I pressed my forearm into his throat.

“You don’t fucking talk about her.” My voice is low, threatening. “You don’t speculate, you don’t ask questions, and you stay the fuck out of my business. And you sure as hell don’t mention ‘her‘.”

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