Chapter 49
- THERON’S POV
- My fists clenched and released in a constant rhythm as I paced the length of my hotel suite. Every few strides, a low curse hissed from between my teeth. The fury boiling in my veins was near volcanic barely restrained without something to demolish.
- "Well played, Renzo. Well fucking played," I growled, each syllable laced with venom.