Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 124323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 622(@200wpm)___ 497(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 622(@200wpm)___ 497(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
He frowned even though he shuddered and a groan rumbled in his chest as I petted and stroked. “I don’t get your point.” His lips twitched. “I just woke from a coma and my brain is broken. Give a man a break and speak plainly.”
“Your intelligence levels surpass most of us, even if you’ve just woken up.”
He turned his head again, nipping at my wrist as I continued caressing his hair. “Black and white, Jinx. Spit it out.”
“See, there’s the thing, Sully. There is no more black and white.” I dropped my hand, ensuring he focused entirely on what I was about to say. Not an ultimatum, but a suggestion. A request given from the heart but enforced with rigid determination because it was for his own good. “You heard what I said while you were still unconscious. I sent away the girls, the guests, gave your animals a new sanctuary, and deleted everything I could from your old life...with Cal’s help of course. I did that without your permission, and I’m still not entirely sure how you feel about it, but...just like you’re no longer in that dark oppressive cage, your past life has gone too. I need you to let it go. Let all of it go. If we stand any chance at being happy, you can’t keep recalling what you did or what happened between us before this precise moment. Promise me, you’ll stop. That you won’t let it eat away at you.”
“You’re under the impression that I care what I did.” He narrowed his eyes, looking eerily similar to the man who’d told me humans couldn’t have two sets of rules. One for mankind and one for animals. The one who used such black and white rules to exploit his own species.
This was too heavy a conversation to have when he’d just woken, but I could see the shadows haunting his gaze. The sins he still carried. The belief that he still didn’t deserve me or have a chance at true joy.
“I think you do care...far too much.”
“About you yes, but not about anyone else.” His tone was cool, wary.
“I’m sorry but I see straight through your lies.” I smiled to soften my barbed sentence. “I know who you are now, Sully. I know that you bury that part of yourself because your trust has been broken far too many times and you’ve seen the worst of what humans are capable of. But...I’ve read your emails. I’ve seen the generous donations to cancer research and philanthropy that you do. Your company is the best in the world for its aid to struggling countries. You gift breakthrough medicine instead of charging a fortune for it. You’ve taken other big Pharma to court over withholding drugs that can eradicate certain diseases and won. You’re a good man—”
“Stop.” His hand raised a little off the mattress, gaining more height than last time, his strength already surpassing anything I’d hoped. “I understand what you’re trying to do, and I appreciate your attempt at wiping the slate clean, but allow me to put your mind at rest.”
He waggled his fingers again, waiting for me to place my hand in his. The moment our palms kissed, he squeezed tight, making me wince with his newfound power. “First, I’ll tell you how I feel about you releasing my goddesses, removing the guests, and rehoming my rescues.”
I tensed at the unrelenting authority in his tone. I waited for his annoyance and admittance that I’d overstepped. That he would buy more girls soon and intended to continue business as usual once he was healed.
“I’m grateful to you, Eleanor.” He squeezed my hand again. “So fucking grateful that you untangled my life when I was prepared to do it myself. You were the reason I was able to wake up—knowing that at least a part of what I’d done wrong had been righted. You’re correct that I couldn’t keep doing what I did. That I can no longer take advantage of a life, regardless that that is how the world works for so many unlucky creatures.”
He cleared his throat. “As for my donations, I won’t give you a false picture of me and admit I have some secret superhero complex to cure and care for the human race. I don’t. I donate because it paints my company in a better light, gives us more leverage in human testing, and increases our bottom line.”
I opened my mouth to argue but he cocked his head and murmured, “Let me finish.”
I pursed my lips and nodded.
“You might think you’ve figured me out after going through my correspondence, but I am still the same man who first bought you. Yes, my ethics have improved somewhat. And yes, I will no longer use loopholes for my gain. But despite my new appreciation for all life and not just animals, I still find mankind abhorrent. I still despise overpopulation. I still believe the majority are spineless, selfish bastards that are a plague upon resources. However, there are enough who strife for equals rights for all—enough who aren’t greedy, vain, and cruel. So because of them, because of you, I will respect certain boundaries that I didn’t follow before.”