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"They were taking her either way…but she chose to deny them what they wanted." My father goes and stands by the window.
"What did they want?" I already know, but I need to hear him say it.
"They wanted her to allow them to use her, just like with Ryan. As much as I loved your mother, I wish she would have agreed. Maybe she would still be alive."
"Where is her grave?" My voice cracks.
I've always thought I might see my mother again when I got older. Now, those dreams have been flushed just like those I had for Ryan and I. Except, I still have time for Ryan. My girl is still alive, and I will find a way to bring her home again.
Looking at my father, I see his eyes wander to a decorative piece on the fireplace mantle. "There is no grave for her. I didn't want to chance you finding it."
"You cremated her? Is it what she wanted?" I ask angrily.
"It wasn't my choice, Beau. It's how I received her body back," he chokes out.
"What did Uncle Liam have to say for himself?" I sneer.
My father straightens his spine as though toughening himself up once again as he turns his head, and in a hard tone, he tells me, "He said that I should count myself lucky because she was a whore anyway."
My breath catches in my throat. "What…what did you do?"
He shrugs. "I beat him and left his ass for dead. His butler found him and called me. The police never found his killer, apparently. I closed his house up and then sold everything he ever owned. His money went a long way in helping me to expand Bellini Formal. As his only next of kin, I inherited everything. Of course, I put a good chunk away for you…"
"I don't fucking want it!" I cut him off.
"Well, it's there if you ever need it for anything."
"I won't, just like I don't need a damn thing from you either. You have just severed the last of our father and son bond. By keeping all this from me, you not only lied to your only son, but you put the girl I love in danger, and I don't know if I will ever see her again!"
"I will find a way to get her back…"
"Just don't! You've done enough. Worry about your own wife and let me worry about mine," I tell him and turn to leave, but his next words stop me.
"She isn't your wife, but she is my stepdaughter, and I will get her back home…"
I don't let him finish as I swing my fist, punching him in the jaw and sending him stumbling. Lacey cries out, but I don't pay her any attention as I glare at my father. "Stay the fuck away from Ryan! I know the things you did to her, you sick prick…" I glance at Lacey again before storming out of the office and right out the front door.
Jumping into my truck, I head for the house I will share with Ryan as soon as I get her back. I hate coming back to this house without her, though. There are too many memories of us here…good and bad. However, it beats staying at the Manor, where I'm likely to kill my father.
Thinking back on what he told me, it's ironic that he did the same thing his uncle did. He put someone else's life in danger because of something he did. So, should I go beat him and leave him for dead? Nah, I doubt I'd be able to get away with another self-defense. They'd lock me up and throw away the key, and then I'd never see Ryan again.
No. I need to do something…
My phone buzzes with an incoming text just as I walk in the door. I open it even though dread has hold of my insides and is twisting everything up. It looks like a phone may be propped up close by because this isn't a camera feed. Sergio has my girl pinned in a bathroom, his hand down the front of her pants as she leans against a metal table.
"That's it, poppet, let me in. Let me help you feel good like I always do. Push your pants down for me so I can play with your pretty pussy."
I close my eyes as Ryan follows his instructions.
"Always a slut for me, huh? Do you want to come, poppet? Do you want your Master to make you come all over his fingers so you can clean them afterward?"
The fucker is amused by all this.
