Chapter Fifty-Nine

RICARDO

My blood is boiling in my veins and I rip my shirt off to breathe a bit easier. All I see is red as I look down at Gus's lifeless, naked body on my kitchen floor, his head that I ripped straight off staring at me.

I completely lost it when I saw him up against Ianthe, naked and grabbing her like he had a right to. Nobody touches her but me.

She's looking at me like I've gone crazy, and maybe I have. This is not the way I intended to deal with Gus. I had a plan, we were gonna get all the information we could out of Genevieve, find out how her family is involved and why.

Now I have a dead man lying by my feet and a mate that's looking at me like I might kill her next.

There's a banging on the front door and next thing I know Harry and Colt are in the kitchen, looking from me, to the headless Gus, and then to Ianthe.

"What the hell happened!" Harry shouts, frantically pointing at Gus. "I thought we had a plan."

"Oh my Goddess." Ianthe sobs, her hand going to her throat. "I