Chapter 536. Power-Hungry

Lexcis Aeden Revia

"You have some serious balls coming here, you know that, right?"

"I do, your grace," Damon laughs maniacally. "But I came here for her. I meant it when I said I needed to warn her."

"Oh, fuck off. You have nothing of importance to tell us."

"I—" Before he can finish, I unleash a flurry of punches on his obnoxious face. Blood streams from his nose, fueling my anger, but his laughter stops me cold. He's doing this deliberately. My gaze drifts to the fresh tattoo on his neck. It's Chantel's face.

I nearly strike him again but manage to restrain myself.

He wants attention. I'll give him attention.

Instead of heading left to the door, I veer right towards the ballroom, with Chantel following closely behind, her heels echoing against the marble floor.

"Clear the ballroom and bring me that man," I commanded the guards.

"Stop," Lo