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“Andraius, be a good boy and take good care of your baby mama.” Xander stepped up next to me. “We will take up management until the Angelos Angel decides how to proceed.”
“The hell you are taking over. I am the head of this family.” Andraius shifted as if to charge Xander.
I pivoted to intercept him, and at the same time, Xander moved in front of me, capturing Andraius’s throat again in a brutal grip.
Xander shook his head in mock pity as Andraius gasped and clutched at his forearms. “Let me make something abundantly clear so there is no miscommunication. As of this point onward, your access to run roughshod over the Angelos empire ends. You are a figurehead only. Get back in that room and take care of your mistress. Your demotion is effective immediately. Nerine Nicolette Angelos is the true head of this organization.”
Xander tossed him through the open doorway of his bedroom. Andraius coughed, struggled to breathe, and slowly managed to sit up as his mistress crouched behind the bed.
“I’ll make sure you regret this.”
Even after all of this, he wasn’t putting the pieces together. I stepped forward, blocking Xander, knowing by this point Xander wanted to kill the bastard.
“If you dare stick one toe out of that door, one of my men will shoot it off. And don’t think of escaping through Nerine’s room either. On second thought, prepare your things. We are relocating you to a different wing of the house. One used for unwanted guests.”
Before Andraius launched into another rant, I turned my back on him. I gestured to three of my men to watch the idiot and run through a standard protocol. Within moments of entering, they would search the room and confiscate all electronics.
Then they would take the idiot to a room on the compound’s south wing section until Nerine decided what to do with him. With him cut off from the residential side of the house and locked away in what he liked to call the guest quarters, he wouldn’t be able to roam about freely.
“We need to find her before she does something stupid.” Xander pulled out his phone, scanned an app, and then scowled, clenching his jaw. “Fucking hell.”
“What did she do?” I asked.
Ignoring me, he dialed a number and then barked into the phone. “Your one job was to keep an eye on her. I don’t want any excuses. You know damn well she uses the passageways.” He hung up, frustration etched all over his face. “I don’t know whether to be impressed that she managed to sneak past all the security in the house or pissed.”
“Where is she?”
“According to the tracker I snuck onto all of her shoes, she is about five miles away from here.”
“After what happened, she went for a run?” I scrubbed a frustrated hand through my hair. “I am going to make sure she understands. She can’t do whatever the fuck she wants when her life is on the line.”
“We can’t touch her.”
“To hell with that. After what just happened, we’re currently operating in the gray.”
Fourteen
Nerine
I raced through the city, desperate to outrun the rage that burned inside me. I darted through alleyways and side streets, my feet leading me on familiar paths to nowhere. Every step I took fueled my rage toward Andraius.
I’d make my way back. Eventually. When I was good and ready.
At this point, I couldn’t care less whether I broke the rules about guards and security. I’d do whatever the fuck I wanted.
Yes, Theo and Xander were likely losing their minds, but that was the least of my concerns. Who knew, by morning, Andraius may have a hit out on me, and I’d end up dead.
I had to get this rage out or take the gun I had hidden in my bedroom and use it on Andraius before he could eliminate me.
I’d done the right thing. I’d ignored his affairs. I never blinked when he openly paraded multiple mistresses before me—more power to them.
But purposefully have me walk in on him fucking someone wearing my mother’s gown and then act as if the dumb twat would replace me.
Fuck that shit.
My hands shook, remembering the state of Mama’s gown in ruins. We’d hidden it away, made sure no one would touch it, and now?—
That crossed the line.
