My stomach rolled. “No,” I breathed. “Please. I don’t want to see anything.”
He laughed softly. “Shame. It was… thorough. Dimitri ordered them executed and cut apart. They won’t be a problem ever again.” His gaze sharpened. “Curious who hired them?”
Ethan whimpered.
I tightened my arms around him and pressed his face into my chest, turning away from Gabriel completely. “I don’t care,” I said hoarsely. “I only want my child safe.”
Gabriel’s smile widened slightly. “Very well. Dimitri will be arriving in Europe soon. You have seven days to finalize your divorce. When that week ends, he’ll come for you himself.”
My throat trembled. “Thank you,” I whispered, because gratitude was the only thing left to give.
His eyes glittered with amusement as he leaned closer. “Don’t thank me, little dove. Dimitri doesn’t want gratitude. He wants possession. Your body. Your soul. Everything you refused him before.”
He straightened, winked like it was all a joke, and left with his men melting into the hallway behind him.
The room felt smaller once they were gone. Heavier. Ethan shifted, beginning to cry, and I rocked him gently, whispering comfort while the night pressed in like the walls were slowly closing.