Ethan's POV
I left the bar in a storm of outrage; my fists clenched so tightly that my nails dug into my palms.
How the hell could Iza be part of Elijah's world?
I had known him; everyone did. Elijah, the elusive widower linked to countless celebrities, was always seen with beautiful women in his arms but never once committed to any of them. He never remarried. He never got engaged.
So why Meliza?
Why her?
I didn't want to hurt Iza physically, I would never do that. But I wanted her to regret what she had done to me. I wanted her to know what it felt like to be left behind, to be the one bleeding while someone else moved on.
And now, just when I thought she might have been struggling without me, she had landed right in the arms of a man powerful enough to crush anyone who crossed him.
Did she think she had won?