He jolted for a moment as if he had never considered she’d turn him down.
‘I’m talking over a million schills, woman. That’s life-changing shit.’
‘Enough!’ she grimaced, holding up her hand, her gaze hardening. ‘Your audience is over. Please leave.’
His veneer of polish fractured, his jaw tightening as he closed the distance between them, crowding her, almost to suffocation.
‘Think you can just fob me off?’ he snapped, the affability evaporating into a cold, sharp-edged malice. ‘Do you possess even a fraction of a freakin’ idea who I am? What can I do to mess your shit up if you refuse?’
He emitted a dry, humorless laugh and leaned into her personal space. ‘This entire planet breathes because men like me permit its lungs to function; you’ll do well to anchor that fact in your mind.’
Sheba retreated, taking a single, cautious step, her eyes drifting toward the desk emergency call button while her pulse quickened into a frantic staccato.
Ty followed her retreat, his voice dropping into a thick rasp as his gaze slid over her with a proprietary hunger.
‘You know, Munene, you’d be astonished to discover which doors swing open the moment you cease pretending you are superior and give in to me.’
The lust in his eyes turned her stomach.
‘Fokkoff, get the hell out of my hospital and don’t return.’
He flipped, his face flushing and going red.
Snarling, he lunged, hands flung out, coming in contact with her shoulders.
The sudden shove sent her crashing back onto a hover bed, the frame rattling beneath her.
Ty loomed over her, breath hot, face flushed, one hand crushing her shoulder while the other fumbled at his waistband.
His words devolved into slurred threats and promises, between his slobbering, relentless kisses that pressed so firmly over her lips, her skin tore.
Sheba drove a knee upward and hit his balls.
He pulled away, roaring in agony.
She scrambled from him, but he lunged at her, bruising her arm.
She struck his wrist, shoving hard at his chest, fighting with everything she had.
With no warning, Ty got ripped away from her and hurled across the room.
His body slammed into the opposite wall and rebounded, falling to the floor with a sick thud.
An unseen force lifted him and blasted his sagging frame straight through the front doors of the clinic, where he landed in a poof of dust.
Sheba scrambled upright in time to see him being dragged over the ground outside, hoisted, and smashed down again.
Whoever was beating the living daylight out of him was a blur of energy and light.
Sheba took an inhale, her chest heaving as Ty received a colossal beating.
By now, her colleagues were onto the fray, and Matteo, followed by Kaelin, rushed to the veranda beside her.
‘The hell?’ Matteo muttered.
‘It’s Ty Si’Rhix, he paid us an unwelcome visit, and now he’s getting his ass handed to him.’
‘By whom?’ Kaelin whispered as Ty tried to fight back.
