Violet
“Do I need to call security for you, hon?” the nurse asked.
I shook my head.
“No.”
She gave Doom a cautious look before stepping out.
Doc immediately turned toward me.
“Flower, you need to get your ass back in that bed. Jumping up like that wasn't good for your stitches.”
I barely heard him.
My eyes stayed on Doom.
“Why couldn't you trust me like I trusted you?”
Doom went still.
“Do you know how many women approached me while we were together?
"Women who told me how much they loved having your c**k in them?
"How they were still getting you at the clubhouse?”
My voice cracked.
“I'm sure you'd slept with some of them before me.
" Maybe even in your quarters. That's why they could describe your body. Your room. Things about you.”
I wiped away another tear.
“But I trus
