CHAPTER TEN
“What the f**k was that?” Raziel was incensed. Later, in his bedroom, he ranted while an unrepentant Winter sat and listened. After the emotion of earlier, she felt nothing except empty.
“Do you even know who that man could be to me? To my business? Jesus, Winter…” He was angrier than she had ever seen him. His eyes were hard as he looked at her. “Are you even sorry?”
“No.”
Raz grabbed her wrists and pulled her to her feet. A note of fear crept into her then. “Raz, you’re hurting me.”
“I don’t give a f**k. You could have ruined everything, everything, Winter.” He released her wrists then, seemingly to understand he was going too far. He ran a hand through his short hair, his mouth a thin line of anger. “Why? Why did you do it?”
Winter drew in a deep breath and unbuttoned
