Chapter 73

Rhys stood towering over his trembling frame, eyes cold as the glaciers and jaw set in a hard line. The word constantly rang in his head. Gold-digger.

The words rang in his head, and the need to kill intensified. All he could see was red. The gun between his fingers casually played with the trigger. Tick-tick.

Roman’s eyes widened as Rhys sighed. “She is pretty, isn’t she?” Rhys bobbed his head at the glass panel. Roman fearfully followed his gaze. Amara was standing there, looking around with a nervous expression, yet she still looked adorable amidst the flashing lights. Just like someone who didn’t belong there, out of place, just like he preferred. The shimmering dress made her look a hundred times ethereal. Rhys wanted nothing more than to sweep her in his arms and hide her.

Roman swallowed, bobbing his head up and down rapidly. “I-I did not kn-“

“Oh, by the time I’m done, you’ll know everything,” Roman looked both confused and scared, his eyes red and mu