All through the drive, Bryce thought of a million and one ways to murder that bastard when he laid his hands on him. First he would beat him to a pulp and then he would offer him as a burnt offering to his ancestors so that they would see firsthand just how stupid and foolish he was to have gotten himself tangled up with his woman.
Yes, he might not want to admit it yet, but Max was right. Hera just wasn't a friend to him. She was more than that and he had realized that too. Earlier today when she hadn't come back home, he felt as if something inside him had died, which was weird on so many levels because he had never felt anything strange to the point where he would be driving at such high speed in the middle of the night just because he wanted to get to a woman.
It was both intriguing and laughable. All his life, he had done absolutely everything in his power to not get entangled with any woman. Hell, he had even refrained from anything that would take him down that path and now all of a sudden, the whole concept was about to change because of a woman from the convent who had come to live in his house as a maid. Ironic!
Maybe this was the universe's way of punishing him for all his deeds but why punish him in such a manner? This was the hardest anyone could go, including him.
Bryce followed the map meticulously so that he didn't make a mistake or get lost. The last statement might be a little bit incorrect. He was the king of Los Angeles, so there's no way he'd get lost.
After driving through the rain at such high speed, he finally arrived at the gate that was supposed to be the motherfucker's house. Just looking from outside, he was impressed. He must be swimming in money to afford a place just like this one. Thank goodness he drove down here in one of his expensive cars so that if Hera wanted to choose between the two of them, she would definitely go for him.
Not that Hera was that kind of girl but still, it was a lot better to assume so. These days had been pretty rough for both of them and even if he didn't want to admit to it, he was a bit scared that he might lose her to this pompous dude that seemed to be wound up in his business.
Bryce honked the horn of his car and dimmed the lights. Just then the gates slid open and he drove in. Without giving it a second thought, he stormed out of the car and made his way towards the entrance. Luckily, the idiot was outside with his hands folded together as though he had been waiting for him.