Chapter 90. Pussywhipped or in Love?

RHYS

I threw the dagger smoothly and it sliced through the air, spinning wildly. It ended up stuck in my door and I heard Mars suck in air anxiously.

"I missed," I informed him, "I was aiming for the fly perched on the door."

Mars froze at first and then raised his head, confusion boldly displayed on his face. I was a experienced fighter and there was no way I could have missed if I had intended to take him out.

"No one is worthy of anything, Mars. Also, I cannot tell you who you love or to fall in love with," I scoffed, remembering the situation I was in with Venus. In the beginning, she had been a mere experiment. Now, she kept me awake, panting like a horny dog.

"However, I will not deny that I am disappointed in you for two reasons." I lifted one finger. "You did not feel safe enough to tell me you had feelings for one of my mistresses. If you had said something, I would given Magdalana to you—"