CHAPTER 42
KUBALA'S POV
"I'm going to get a glass of water," I muttered, more to myself than to her, before heading to the kitchen.
As water streamed into the glass, I let out a slow sigh. Damn… was this the wrong move? I knew she wasn’t safe out there with nowhere to go. But bringing her here, to my penthouse? Was that really the right choice?
Every glance at her was a reminder of the promises I had made… and shattered.
"Kill her. You owe yourself that much after her betrayal. Just end it." The sickening whisper slithered through my mind, coiling tighter around my restraint.
I swore I’d kill her the next time I saw her… Yet here I was, offering her shelter. I hadn’t planned to intervene, but I knew the cops were patrolling that area, and she was blindly walking into their trap. One
