The Varkas Brothers And Their Princess novel Chapter 178

“I had hoped this wouldn’t happen,” Raines said as he put his gun away. “Believe it or not, but I don’t want to hurt you.”

I didn’t look away from him, even when Medea crawled back to his side. She wasn’t who I should be worried about; this man was. I was worried earlier for the wrong person, but I didn’t even think Medea would have company, and a Colonel, no less.

“But you still shot me,” I snarled, still on my knees, my hand pressed against the wound on my thigh so I could reduce the blood. The wound was starting to heal, though. I couldn’t let that happen.

The bullet was still lodged inside. If my wound healed, it would close and seal the bullet in. That was going to cause another problem.

“Apologies,” Raines said with the same tone and expression he would use to tell someone to go to hell.

I sat up, facing Raines and looking up at him. “Your apology is being reviewed,” I said as I stretched my injured leg, looking at him eye to eye as I dug my fingers into the wound.

I bite my tongue as pain torn through my leg, hot and blinding, blood rushing out, but I still dug my fingers in until I touched the bullet.

I ripped the bullet without pausing to think, throwing it away. I threw my head back and closed my eyes, breathing heavily as the wound healed, but the pain was so intense that I felt nauseous.

“I thought you were just a business man who wore suits and ties and sat behind a desk all day,” Raines said and I opened my eyes slowly to see him looking at me with a look that looked like awe, “but it seems I’ve underestimated you. You’ll do well in the military.”

“As I’ve done the same by underestimating you,” I breathed, my breathing heavy and slow.

“That won’t happen again. But Mr. Varkas, I meant it when I said I didn’t want to use violence. You can do whatever you want with this one here.” He pointed at Medea who was looking at us with her eyes unfocused. Her eyes were open but I knew she wasn’t seeing anything. Her mind wasn’t even here, neither was it clear.

“Why’s she this way?” I asked.

Raines shrugged. “Who knows? I didn’t care enough to ask. So what’d you say? Call Belladonna here, and you can take Medea. She’s all yours.”

“What do you take me for, Colonel Raines?” I asked as I slowly got to my feet, groaning when the pain increased. The wound had already closed, but it hasn’t healed, but I could still manage to stay on my feet. “Do you think I’d choose this woman over my wife? I would rather kill her here and be done with it.”

Raines tilted his head, a pondering look in his eyes. “Do you love her?”

“With everything that I am,” I answered without hesitation.

Raines was silent. “Hmm. You love her even when you don’t know everything about her?”

I raised an eyebrow at him. “And I assume you know things that I don’t?”

“I do.”

“That doesn’t change anything, Raines.”

“Doesn’t it? Do you know that she slept with a different man every night and she doesn’t even remember them? She drowns herself in alcohol and takes the first man that blinks at her home, telling them to be gone by morning. Do you know that she can’t be satisfied with just round one? She likes to do it till morning. I’m sure you know the way she mo-”

I was suddenly in front of him before he could complete that word. Even my injured leg didn’t slow me down, but my rage fueled me as I grabbed his neck, my grip tightening.

His face immediately turned red, his eyes watering but that fucking look on his face didn’t fall

away.

“Shut the fuck up,” I snarled. “What makes you think you can talk about her like that? Even though you both have a one time fling, that doesn’t give you the right to talk about her like that. And what if she hooks up with a different man every night? That still wouldn’t change my feelings for her. It wouldn’t reduce the love I have for her, not even by a bit.”

“You… say that… now,” Raines sputtered, his face extremely red, but he didn’t struggle against me, “but will that… feeling remain… the same… in… the future?”

My hand tightened and he winced, the first sign of pain he showed. “It’s still not going to change, Raines. And you don’t stand a chance against her.”

“Your wound… it’s healed.” He trailed his eyes down to my closed leg, that look of awe returning to his eyes. “That isn’t normal.”

I let go of his neck and he slumped down, coughing and rubbing his neck. I marched to Medea, grabbing her arm and moving towards the exit. She didn’t even fight, just followed me willingly.

“I can’t let you leave, Mr. Varkas,” Raines said, slowly getting to his feet, the imprint of my hand red around

his neck.

I’ve learned my lesson, so this time I walked backwards so I could see him.

“I don’t know what plans you have for Belladonna,” I said, still walking backwards, “but I’m not going to help you achieve it. I would rather you killed me than let you do whatever sick thing you have in mind to Belladonna.”

“I’ve already seen that you’re not an easy man to kill,” he rasped, bringing out his gun again.

Slowly, without taking my eyes off him and using Medea to hide, I slipped my hand into my pocket where the dagger was, and brought it out.

“But I’m sure if I shot all my bullets into your body,” he continued, “you’ll stay down, but again, Mr. Varkas, I

don’t want it to come down to that.”

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