FORTY THREE

SIN POV

I left Mani in the bedroom and walked over to the kitchen, the automatic lights coming on as soon as I stepped over the threshold. It was sometime after midnight, but I felt like this night was going on forever, wanting nothing more than to crawl into my bed and catch a few hours of sleep.

Instead, I grabbed the decanter on the sideboard along the wall and poured a healthy swallow of whiskey into the glass, watching as the amber liquid filled the crystal. I was still pissed at the fact that she planned on running away.

I thought things were getting better between us and she was finally warming up to me, but instead I got a call from Jason telling me about her disappearance.

I wanted nothing more than to punish her more for what she had done, and I thought leaving her in need was a good enough punishment. Call me a bastard, but I enjoyed watching her shrink from me.

Picking up the glass, I took a long swallow, feeling the whiskey slide down my throat. I was certain that she was