Chapter 73. Changing Rooms

Darius POV

Brielle’s jaw dropped open as Darius disclosed that obligatory piece of information.

He had expected this kind of reaction, and he wasn’t surprised that she was staring at him in surprise.

“Wait, what did you just say?” She blurted out, her hands rapidly wiping at her face, intent on getting rid of the tear streaks adorning her cheeks.

If he was angry at the late mistress before, seeing Brielle in tears because of her enraged him even more.

It didn’t help that she was no longer alive, and again just like every other time, he began to wonder why he had killed her so abruptly.

His rage had driven him, and he had taken the irreversible decision, cracking her neck in half without thinking.

He’d have kept her alive for a long while so that he could torture her. Every day, he’d make her regret crossing him and disobeying his rules.

He’d deliver the much-needed anguish she deserved, and jaw clenching slightly, Darius regrett