Page 13 of A Diamond Deal
The breath in his throat turned heavy—threatening to choke him.
He’d done everything right to keep them safe.
He wasn’t at fault.
Shewas.
She’d destroyed everything he’d built.
She’d destroyedhim.
Heat flushed through his body. The ice in his veins shattered, replaced by a roaring inferno.
She’d promised she would always be there, by his side, and she…betrayed him.
And Léon, after everything he’d done for him and his family, had harboured his runaway wife. Hidden her fromhim.
Great lava waves crashed against his chest wall.
‘For all this time?’ Konstantinos’s feet moved of their own volition towards her motionless frame in the doorway. ‘You’ve been…here?’
Her eyes bulged. She stepped back on flat black pumps, and raised her arms, outstretched them, palms forward, as if to ward him off.
Her eyes moved to the corridor beyond the room in front of her.
‘Popp—’
She turned her feet in the direction of her eyes. She moved. Her pumps squeaked.
He leapt into motion. Any heaviness in his core evaporated. His adrenaline spiked, giving life to his limbs. His brisk step covering more than her run, he followed her back the way he’d come.
She stopped at the entrance—reached for the handles.
She looked up.
Their gazes locked.
It pulsed between them. A vortex of all that was unsaid.So many questions. His neck corded, and he choked down every single one in his throat, and said, ‘Come to me.’
She dragged her gaze back to the oak and iron trapping her inside.
‘Do not open those doors,’ he warned.
Her fingers flexed on the handles.
His solar plexus tightened.
She yanked open the doors.
It ripped through him.Rage.
Strawberry blonde wisps of hair flying in all directions, she disappeared through the open doors.Out of sight.
A guttural roar built in his chest.
Konstantinos moved to the entrance, and he howled into the Parisian night.
‘Poppy!’
