Chapter 5: Husband
Eryx frowned as the pain started hitting his head. The long and exhausting business trip finally caught up with him. He needed rest. His suite here was the perfect place for that, away from the noise, away from any distractions.
Don't ask why he didn't go back home. His mother, Regina Grantham, had been a pain in the ass. She had been pushing him to the limit. He was threatened as always but he already survived for two years so he was sure he could push through for more years coming. Wife? Marriage's life? Why would he go through that if his life was perfect as it was, no commitments, no burdens.
He made his way to the door, ready to finally kick back and escape the world for a while. That's when he heard the soft shuffle of footsteps. A woman rushed down the hall, her heels sinking into the plush carpet, the soft thud of each step barely audible.
Eryx frowned but didn't flinch. He didn't care. He wasn't in the mood for anyone, especially not someone who couldn't keep their balance.
But then, she came too close, her body swaying like she was drunk.
Eryx didn't even think twice. His hand shot out, grabbing her wrist just as she almost collided with him.
"Watch where you're going," he snapped, irritated.
The woman froze, her eyes locking with his. Gulping, her lips parted. "Help... me."
His eyes narrowed, annoyance thickening his voice. "Ask the hotel staff."
He released her wrist, his grip just a bit too harsh.
Immediately, he turned and walked toward his suite, but before he could reach the door, a loud thud reached his ears.