Chapter 129

Bellatrix stormed into her room, slamming the door shut behind her. It rattled on hits hinges, but she paid no mind to it, not when her entire being was radiating with the frustration Cillian had created. The nerves of him. She thought, pacing back and forth, an action she subbed for storming out of the room and wringing the male's neck like a fucking towel. Because that was exactly what she felt like doing. A minute passed, then she sighed, finally finding it somewhere in her to calm down. And as the calm washed over her, a bitter realization settled in. Cillian...was right. She'd never admit it out loud, but what he said was right. It wasn't the brightest idea to be seen in pictures like that with Damien, when in the eyes of the public, she was still Cillian's legal wife. That was going to damage her reputation and ruin her chances of getting her father's company. And she knew Regina wouldn't miss the opportunity to capitalize on such drama. The bitch would, feign innocent, like the