Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56: The Ruthless Side of Alpha Grefo

The vehicle came to a sudden, jarring halt as the red brake lamps of a long line of vehicles flared ahead. They were caught in the middle of a late-night traffic jam on the elevated highway leading back to the upper district, surrounded by a thick, suffocating wall of grey fog and exhaust fumes.

The moment the vehicle stopped, Dorrent completely abandoned the steering wheel. He violently snapped his body toward the passenger side, his hand shooting out to clamp around Jannah’s chin. His fingers dug deeply into her jaw, the brutal leverage forcing her head back against the leather headrest, compelling her dark eyes to lock directly into his gaze.

"Do you have any idea why the people of this city call me ruthless, Jannah?" Dorrent hissed, his deep voice vibrating with a terrifying, low-register rage. His grip was unyielding, the raw pressure of his fingers bruising her pale skin. "Of late, I have been incredibly soft with you. I have let you walk around my estate, talk back to my face, and doing as you wish. But you are beginning to mistake my patience for weakness."

Jannah tried to twist her head out of his grip, her hands coming up to claw fruitlessly at his wrist. "What exactly have I done wrong, Alpha Grefo?!" she cried out, her voice a sharp, defensive line. "Having a boyfriend is not a crime! I am a free citizen of this country. I have every right to love whoever I want!"

Dorrent’s grip on her jaw tightened with punishing force, his eyes flashing with a sudden, toxic wave of possessiveness. "If you are so desperate for a man to be fucking you every night, little omega, then you don’t need to look any further than this cabin. I can play that part for you very well. I can give you exactly what your lower half is weeping for."

"I don’t want a disgusting, primitive fuck buddy!" Jannah shouted back, her dark eyes blazing with an unyielding hatred as she glared through the strands of her uncombed hair. "I want a real partner! Someone who actually loves me, respects my mind, and cherishes my soul the exact same way Damian does! I love him, Dorrent! I love Damian with everything I have, and I will never belong to a monster like you!"

The mention of her love for the slum doctor hit Dorrent’s pride like a physical blow. His handsome features twisted into a dark, mocking snarl. "Love? You are a naive, foolish gutter-rat! There is no such thing as true love in this world. It does not exist! It is nothing but a temporary cognitive defect, a pathetic dream for weak-minded peasants. And you are completely dreaming if you think that man is just a simple, innocent doctor."

Jannah froze slightly, her breathing ragged. "What are you talking about? He is a healer."

"His name is Damian Boren," Dorrent barked, his voice dropping into a cold, clinical monotone that carried a terrifying weight. "He is the firstborn son of the Mafia boss, Notorious Bellero. He controls the entire underground smuggling network of the lower sectors under the guise of his free clinics. He is a lethal, dangerous predator, Jannah. He is not a good or safe person for you to mingle with."

"It doesn’t matter who his family is!" Jannah retaliated fiercely, using the lie to shield her true terror. "I don’t care about his past! As long as I love him and he loves me back, I will stay by his side! You cannot control my heart!"

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