finally turned to look at her, needing to see the disgust and contempt on her face for myself.
Instead I found her standing there looking up at me with her own rage in her eyes.
"Then let's find a way to burn it down, Kyan. If you hate the fact that you never went back so damn much, then fix it. Nobody forces the Night Keepers to do anything. So maybe you should figure out how to destroy that place and ruin all of the twisted people who run it in the process."
I almost barked a laugh, wondering if I'd failed to convey just how big of an organisation we were talking about here. The men and women who ran it were among the richest and most influential in the country. But that fire in her eyes said she'd understood that well enough. And she still believed I had what it took to burn it down.
"You think that's what we should do?" I questioned, because I knew that every decision I made now included all five of us. The vows we'd made were far more binding than any blood debt Liam imagined he held over me.
"Mortez told me that he was going to take me to Royaume D’élite when he kidnapped me. It didn't mean anything to me at the time, but hearing you say that name reminded me of it," she revealed. "This whole thing circles back to him. What if those are the real people who released the Hades Virus into the world? If he took it for them then it would make sense. And if they were the ones who did it then bringing them down could clear my father's name too."
My heart pounded at that admission and the rage in me grew to an almost unbearable level which had me struggling to hold it back. I was going to need to unleash this anger in me and soon or I'd lose my shit altogether.
"Let's destroy them then, baby," I vowed, because if they'd threatened her then that was more than enough motivation for me. I was her creature now. And even the slightest threat to her would find itself crushed beneath my wrath.
Tatum's blue eyes flared with a dark hunger at my words and she took a step closer to me. "You promised to show me your worst tonight," she breathed, reaching up to the back of her neck and tugging on the tie which held her dress up. She released it with a flick of her fingers and the silk dress fell to pool around her ankles, leaving her standing before me in her black lingerie and stilettos.
The monster in me was writhing with an energy so dark that deep down I knew I should have been refusing her, knowing that I wouldn't be able to hold back once I got my hands on her. But that was what a better man would have done. And I'd never claimed to be the better man.
I crossed the room in three long strides and kissed her hard enough to bruise, wanting to devour that faith in me which I could see burning within her eyes.
Her arms instantly wound around my neck and I gripped her ass as I forced her up hard against me. But she just bit down on the welt on my bottom lip from her punch, making me bleed again in answer to that.
"You swore to ruin me, Kyan," she growled. "Don't stop."
Any last efforts I might have made to restrain myself snapped at those words and I fisted my hand in her hair, tilting her head back and driving my tongue between her lips in a clear demand which she bowed to hungrily.
Her fingernails drove into my shoulders as she held onto me, but as her hand began to move down my chest, tugging my shirt buttons open, I pulled back.
I knocked her hands aside and looked around for a moment before spotting the red rope curtain tie hanging from a little hook on the wall beside us. I snatched it, spinning her around so that her back was to me before dragging her wrists together at the base of her spine and securing them there.
"You all good, baby?" I asked her, biting down on her earlobe as she shuddered beneath my touch.
"Yeah," she panted and I smiled darkly as I shoved her down face first on the bed, admiring the view of her ass in those little black panties as she wriggled up onto