Chapter 110
Jace waited until Vivienne's footsteps disappeared down the hallway before closing the door.
The room became painfully quiet.
Rhett stood beside the bed with his duffel bag hanging from one hand, his injured knuckles still stained with blood. His shoulders were rigid, his jaw locked so tightly that a muscle jumped beside his cheek.
Jace looked at him for several seconds. Then he sighed and lowered himself onto the chair beside the desk.
He didn't know how to do this.
Cole had warned him. ‘Don't show Rhett. You know how he is, he'll just piss me off more.’
Rhett was the hardest of all of them….Hardest to believe, hardest to love and hardest to please.
And when something didn't go the way he wanted, he didn't simply get angry.
He destroyed things.
Jace rubbed his good h
