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“The truth is shocking, isn’t it?” He smirks and reaches for a single framed photograph. Placing it away from him gives me a glimpse to see an image that I’ve never seen in my entire life.

Father, Mr. Prescott, Mrs. Prescott… me… and Eva…

“What happens when two Ruthless Kings share their Ruthless Queen?” he ponders to himself. “Well… Eva happens. I decided then and there that I would sell her to Prescott as long as we maintained an alliance. As much as the dark world doesn’t mind messy relationships between empires, I wasn’t well-established enough to risk such unnecessary baggage from ruining my rise. I heightened that alliance by offering the ultimatum that you’ll marry their younger daughter. That would prove that both empires were inseparable, but then you had to go do some things behind my back.”

He tsks at that while he shakes his head.

“So I had to fix things. That includes pleasing our woman who found out I dared touch her daughter the wrong way.” He frowns at that while he glares my way. “So, Domino. Are you the one sending that video around to ruin my name?”

“What? No! I got the video, too! From someone else!” I defend myself immediately.

“Figured,” he huffs. “You’re not smart or cunning enough to pull off such shit.” He sighs in dismay, despite insulting me. “It must be the Benedicts. Like father, like son. Of course, Zander would get so addicted to Eva that he wants to dig everything up and ruin my empire. He doesn’t know how I’m still beneficial. Despite the financial hiccups.”

“Zander… wouldn’t…” I can’t finish because the fucker could have done this. It doesn’t make sense, though. The bunnies and shit. That’s not his doing. He was with us at the club… so he didn’t plot her being kidnapped by the stalker. But how else would this fucker get my number? Only Zander and Ares have it. Then the photo of Eva in my jersey on the rink. The only thingI can think of is they’re… no. Are they working together? All of them?

My eyes widen as I dare to think of the possibilities.

Zander would throw away our alliance in a heartbeat for Eva. Ares already knows about what I was plotting, which means he no longer needs to be loyal to me. Warren is but a puppet hired by Zander’s empire, not mine. He has no association with me. That’s why the wording was similar. That’s why everything is lining up.

“They’re working together… against me?” I whisper as I’m fuming with anger.

“You’re always last to figure shit out,” Father says in dismay. “But I’m glad things haven’t worked out with you and Eva. I didn’t like the idea of siblings fucking each other.”

Son of a?—

“We’re related,” I dare to whisper.

“Then again, step-siblings can benefit from one another if they both carry immense assets that they don’t want being given to another not worthy of gaining such inheritance. Despite being half-siblings, I thought you two could have potential in our world. A shame it’s not the case.”

“You knew we were related at the dinner function, and you let me fuck her mouth?!” I feel appalled with myself.

“You loved every second of it,” Father says in a matter-of-fact tone. “What difference does it make? You did the same when you fucked her mouth in front of your boys to act like you were the shit in your late teens. That was what you used for your Ruthless King application at Leighton, which you were proud to share, without knowing one of the judges was Mr. Prescott.”

I swallow the lump forming in my throat while my eyes widen in shock.

“You know how messy you are? It’s so tiring having to clean up your shit. It took a lot of persuading on my end to get Prescottoff your back. Do you think he’s pleased that you bullied his heir all those years? Contributing to her trauma? The last straw was almost paralyzing her. That was fucking bold of you.”

He shakes his head and takes a deep inhale of his cigarette. Letting out the puff of smoke, his eyes narrow as his stern lips prove how serious he’s being.

“I had to pull every connection to find a doctor who would take her in, and even that, I couldn’t do it fast enough. I had to rely on someone I vowed never to ask for their aid. To humble myself to an enemy, all because my useless, cocky as fuck son has to please his STUPID LITTLE FRIENDS AND EVEN SMALLER DICK!”

I flinch at his yelling as he slams his fists onto the desk.

The cigarette is in the corner of his mouth, and how frightening it is to see the anger etched in the lines of his red face.

Because he looks just like me…

“That’s all you care about. Impressing everyone. Me. Your slutty ex, Barbieri, who you can’t fucking get over. Does her pussy have fucking voodoo attached to it to make you go running back to her like a fucking dog? She must be using something against you… ‘cause fuck. No one else can get your dick up and out of that limp state.”

“F-Father.”

“The debt that Eva is paying back. That was your final shot to be protected, you know? To be saved from your signed predicament, but no. You wanted to put the R in Ruthless and be a bully to the end. To throw everyone out the bus to claim MY EMPIRE!”

I shiver at his rage while he laughs and puts his cigarette out.

“I worked long and hard to have this,” he whispers as he raises his hands like he deserves all the praise. “This beautiful space. The connection and fame I’ve garnished over years ofendless scrutiny. I have a UNIVERSITY to carry my legacy. Men and women who beg to get a shot into my prestigious academic institution, yet all you do is skip classes and play hockey? All because you want to face that douche you had a crush on.”

“Father, what are you talking about?”

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