Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
Rhett
“Charity? Charity, you up yet, sweetheart?”
When I don’t hear anything back worry begins to rise up. It solidifies in my chest when I don’t find her in the bedroom or any of the other rooms upstairs. I thump back downstairs and head to the rooms past the living room and stop at my office door standing ajar.
I peek inside the room and spot a piece of paper lying on the floor by my desk. With dread sitting heavy on my chest, I walk over to it only to find it is an email from my accounting team.
Oh no!
I also noticed an envelope with my full name on it that’s not where I left it on my desk a few days ago.
SHIT!
She found out who I really was. And instead of offering me fake affection or trying to go after my money, she does something even worse. She runs.
She ran from me.
I slump to the floor and try to think through the first wave of hurt that washes over me. She left me. She found out who I was, and she left me. The one woman I wanted to need me like I need her, and she walked away from me. Any other woman would have thrown a party finding out who I was and what I could give her, and my angel decided to up and fly away. Leaving me with only memories of the night, the Christmas, I spent with her.
And now I have to go back to my life. I have to try to figure out how to walk around with the memory of what almost happened. Without my angel.
I can close my eyes and see her lose control and the taste and scent of her haunts me like the wisps of a long-dead ghost. My heart shrivels and my soul dies without its mate. She found out who I was and left me in my hell, or a fresh new hell that’s much worse than the first one. Cruel woman, to leave me in the fire while she flies free.
I narrow my eyes at the dust mote I see flitting around in the beam of sunshine in front of me. I didn’t realize how fucking dusty my office is. No one but me comes in here. No one…except a little angel that danced away with my heart. Coming into my inner sanctum, my den to upset my life and rip out my heart.
But devils don’t take kindly to being disturbed like that. I don’t take kindly to someone taking something from me. Or running away with what is mine.
And the angel who just flew from me…has my whole heart.
No one takes what is mine and Charity belongs to me! If she wanted freedom, if she wanted to escape me…she should have never let me have a taste of the heaven she offers. She belongs to me and I plan to get her back. And make her fall in love with me! Give her anything, everything, to stay with me. I will set the world on fire to find my angel again and stop at nothing to exchange my heart with hers. Stop at nothing to keep her safe and protect her.
I take my phone out and dial the one number I know will always pick up. Javi. I need him to help me find my angel.