11. The Traitors

Ivanna's PoV

I knew what I was doing. I left the room and ignored Jax, who was trying to prevent the decision I was about to make this time. I don't want to be this man's victim anymore; I will end it now.

Damon and Tatiana are still enjoying their hot play, filling each other up. Damon seems so intoxicated as if what Tatiana gives him is so extraordinary compared to what I've ever given him. My chest is burning and throbbing with pain. My blood rushes as if I can no longer contain my anger; even Jax won't be able to stop it.

I pat Damon's back, who suddenly realizes he isn't alone in this place. Maybe he had planned not to invite me before, but to cover up his already too-deep lies, he was forced to take me with him.

"Vans ... what are you doing here?" asked Damon, a pained look on his face. I could see it even in the dim light. They had opened the curtains covering the large glass window in the living room so that the moonlight could enter and shine on them while they fucked each