“Youtrickedme.” The accusation comes out as an outraged hiss, and I ignore Constantine’s small squeak of surprise beside him.
He stays silent, his emotions locked away somewhere underneath his unperturbed mask until, finally, he smirks. It’s cold and calculated, and I feel the ground slip from under my feet.
Leaning back, he places his hands behind his head. “It comes with the namesake, love.”
The betrayal hurts more than I expected, and I feel tears prick behind my eyes. Mortification at the thought of showing any type of vulnerability in front of him has me taking a deep breath and blinking furiously to keep the tears at bay.
“Veil …” Belladonna mutters beside me, and I flash her a searing look before returning back to Gemini.
“That’s it? That’s all you have to say? Yourgodmade you do it?” I spit.
Gemini’s smile widens, and it makes my fingers curl into my palms, my short nails digging into the skin.
He tilts his head with nonchalance. “You promised me an heir, remember?”
“We agreed I would decide when!”
My heart pounds in my chest, my breathing shallow and ragged.
He flicks his wrist, as if dismissing what I just said. “Semantics, my beloved. Why delay fate?”
His pompous reaction and laissez-faire attitude have me seeing red.
“How could you?!” I bark with rage before launching myself off my seat and straight onto Gemini, blindly trying to land a punch.
“The baby!” Constantine shrieks beside us.
I can tell Gemini is only half-heartedly defending himself, which further enrages me, but it doesn’t take long before I’m ripped off of him by multiple strong hands. I don’t bother protesting, satisfied to see that I’ve managed to split his lip and pull out a chunk of his hair before I’m standing again.
“You disgust me,” I snarl, spitting on the ground near Gemini’s feet.
It’s only then do I find something other than arrogance written on his face. I don’t bother looking closer to decipher what it is.
I can’t stand the look of him.
“Let’s go,” Belladonna says, tugging on my arm.
I slowly turn my head to look at her, her green eyes pleading. I swallow hard, trying to calm myself, but my anger simmers for her as well.
She knew.
But …
Not having many desirable options, I choose to follow her, ignoring Gemini’s quiet protest as we leave.
Since I haveno place of my own to go but Gemini’s, Belladonna brings me to her condo. The Carnalis neighborhood is not far from the Vorovsky estate. Her residence sprawls multiple levels at the top of a modern skyrise near the Pravitian waterfront.
She hints at me needing a shower and hands me a cashmere set to change into after showing me the way to the bathroom. Even in her bathroom, painted ivory with soft coral accents, the quiet elegance of Belladonna’s personality can be felt.
Under the shower’s hot stream of water, I realize how tense I am and make a feeble attempt to relax my muscles. I sigh loudly, my head falling forward, and let the water wash over me as I stare at the blood and dirt circling the drain. The last remnants of Gemini cleansed off my body.
My head pounds with racing thoughts, the most intrusive of them all being that I’m pregnant.
And Gemini Foley is the father.
My shoulders tense, my teeth grinding together, the longer I linger on the offending thought.
“Do you trust me?”His taunting voice echoes loudly in my head.
