Asher
The ground moves beneath me like I’m on a ship at sea. I sway right, then left, my mind sloshing in my skull all the while. It’s a miracle I don’t stumble over my feet and land face-first in the grass.
What have I done?
Camila’s eyes enter my memory. They’re darkened by heat … by the filthy way I tainted her. I let out weeks, maybe years, of pent-up anger back there. I couldn’t control myself. f**k, I didn’t want to. I knew I was a sinner, but to force my corrupt desires upon her was too much. If I could waltz into hell right now, I would.
Instead, I storm past Kostya.
He eyes me nervously as I pass. “Pakhan,” he starts, but I keep going, not hearing the rest of his words. Like a zombie, I wander until I’m moving through my office door. The correct thing to do—what a man with so
