Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 55

Chapter 55: Shattered Pretense

Jannah’s mind completely shattered when the lips that descended upon hers were not a hesitant, theatrical pretense, but a sudden, crushing reality.

Before her brain could process the switch in the script, Damian Boren’s hand shot to the back of her neck, his strong fingers burying into her unkempt hair to lock her head in place. He captured her mouth with an aggressive, shocking intensity that left her entirely breathless. Jannah’s eyes flew wide open in pure terror. She tried to violently jolt backward, her hands slamming against the thick wool of his overcoat to push him away, but Damian clung to her with an ironclad, unyielding grip. He deepened the kiss seriously, his lips moving against hers with a fierce, possessive rhythm that didn’t feel like acting at all—it felt like a man claiming what belonged to him.

The heavy, mechanical hiss of the transport door finished rising, and a split second later, the air in the alleyway turned into solid ice.

Dorrent Grefo stepped out onto the grime of the cobblestones. The moment his eyes locked onto the bench—taking in the sight of his personal physician pinned against another man’s chest, her mouth actively consumed by him—the S-tier Alpha completely lost his mind. A terrifying, crimson flare erupted behind his pupils, and he released a massive, explosive shockwave of dominant Alpha energy directly at Damian’s back, aiming to crush the man’s neural network and rip him away from her flesh.

But Damian didn’t even flinch. Without breaking the kiss, without moving a single millimeter away from Jannah’s lips, the local doctor effortlessly deployed his own hidden, high-density energy barrier behind them. The two invisible forces collided with a loud, vibrating crack that shattered a nearby glass bottle against the brick wall. Damian blocked the attack with an almost casual, terrifying ease that proved he was far more than a simple slum physician.

Slowly, deliberately, Damian broke the kiss, his thumb tracing Jannah’s wet bottom lip before he finally let her go. The moment she was released, Jannah violently snapped her head away, staring rigidly at the rotting wood of her doorstep. Her chest heaved in frantic gasps, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped animal; she absolutely did not want Dorrent to see the sheer, unadulterated terror and confusion currently marring her features.

Damian stood up from the bench, adjusting the collar of his coat as he turned his towering physique to face the billionaire CEO.

"What exactly do you think you are doing, Alpha Grefo, releasing lethal energy and attacking a pair of lovers in the middle of the night?" Damian asked, his voice flat, direct, and completely fearless.

Dorrent took three massive, predatory strides forward, his broad chest heaving under his silk shirt, his knuckles white as he pointed a trembling, furious finger at Jannah’s hidden form. "She is my personal physician! I require her immediate, mandatory medical attention at the estate, and yet she is down here in the dirt doing absolute nonsense with a gutter-doctor!"

Damian let out a low, mocking chuckle, stepping directly into Dorrent’s path to block his view of the bench. "Your personal physician? The savage, possessive way you just unleashed your S-tier aura doesn’t look like a man searching for a doctor, Grefo. It looks like a jealous lover who just found his property in another man’s arms."

"I have absolutely zero time to argue semantics with a slum worker," Dorrent hissed, his voice dropping into a sub-zero, gravelly register. He tried to brush past Damian’s shoulder. "I am here to take my personal physician back to the main terminal. Move out of my way."

"She isn’t going anywhere with you tonight," Damian countered instantly, his own Alpha presence expanding aggressively, matching Dorrent’s winter-frost scent with a sharp, heavy scent. "Jannah is my girlfriend. And as her boyfriend, I have physical needs tonight as well. I want her company for the evening. She will spend the night in my bed, and then, if she chooses, she can return to your executive estate tomorrow morning to handle your little medical problems."

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