Chapter 62. Bargains and Betrayals

Chase's POV

"Look, Chase, I get you don't like her. She is a monumental bitch and..." Astaroth's voice trailed off abruptly. His eyes narrowed, knitting together as if he'd just noticed something perplexing. I frowned, confused not only by his sudden silence but by the shift in his demeanour. What could possibly distract him? Tormenting me is his favourite pastime. I watched him closely, searching for any clue.

"Well, that was certainly unexpected," Astaroth muttered, his eyes flashing a deep, unsettling red. He seemed to lose himself in his own thoughts, his expression flickering between anger and excitement. His lips curled into a sneer one moment, then stretched into a grin the next. What the hell is going on with him? Sensing an opportunity, I glanced around the room, hoping to find something—anything—that could help me turn the tables.

My eyes darted to a nearby drawer. Without making a sound, I edged toward it, fingers reaching for the handle. But as soon as I