Chapter 8

Liz POV

My eyes widen with fear. “You want me to be a double agent?”

Deimos chuckles. “For lack of a better word, yes. You will feed my father just enough information to make him think you are still on his side, and in return, you will tell me everything he wants to know.”

“Won’t it be dangerous?” My voice is dry and raspy.

“If you prove yourself,” Deimos pauses. “I will keep you safe.”

I look at Deimos. He is stripping off his clothes and getting ready for bed. I try to avert my eyes from his partially naked form, but my eyes are drawn to him. He is easily the most attractive man that I have ever seen, but I would never let him know that. This is officially a strictly business agreement.

“You should get ready for bed,” Deimos growls. “You have had a stressful day.”

Deimos crawls into his bed, settling himself right in the middle, and I know that I will be sleeping on the floor again. It is probably best that we keep our distance from each other anyway. There is