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It could also be the reason Lily never told me the truth.
Once again, I realized how I'd been protected my whole life without knowing it.
Fuck! This was going to stop. Now.
“Maybe I’m smarter than Bourbon.” She stared him down with a haughty look.
My father’s hand clamped down on her arm and he drug her to him, his face red and mottled with rage. "If you know what's good for you, girl, you'll keep your mouth shut, or your sister will suffer."
I swiveled on my feet, anger surging through me, but Bourbon's hand snapped forward, instantly jerking my father's hand off of Rose. He stepped in between Rose and my father, his face calm and cool. Ice cold. The dangerous side of Bourbon had come out.
He was an inch taller than my father, and he stared down at him. "Touch her again and I will kill you."
"Bourbon," Rose's sweet voice interjected.
Bourbon shook his head. "No. You may have the upper hand here, Nero, but I will not tolerate you touching my fiancé."
“Fiancé?" My father's face went blank. "You mean you actually proposed to the girl?"
"Yes," I bit out, joining them, “he did. Do you have a problem with that?”
Instead of being angry like I thought he would be, my father grinned. "Of course not, why would I?" He stepped back, conceding to Bourbon. "In fact, it was my plan for the two of you to marry, even if you didn't want to. Word can't go around that my son went chasing after some tail, can it?” His cold gaze moved to Rose. "Of course not. We will announce to everyone that you are the lost Petrov princess, and that I’ve arranged the two of you to marry as an alliance between the Bratvas and the Kings. Nicholi has accepted it, and so will you. Is that clear?"
Rose was furious. I could see it in her clenched fists, her fiery gaze. "I want to see my sister. Make sure you haven't killed her already."
"Doctor?" My father tilted his head to the side, and the woman in the pink dress stepped forward, pulling something from her large black bag as my father continued, "I need some of Bourbon's blood. If he gives it to me without--"
"What do you need my blood for?” Bourbon snarled.
"If he gives it to me without a fight, I will let you talk to your sister on the phone." His gaze turned back to Bourbon. "If you don't, I will take it anyways, and order the sister to be killed."
Bourbon’s hands clenched into fists and he stepped into my father’s space, with spitting rage on his face. The calm and collected Bourbon was gone, replaced by someone who was quickly going to lose his control.
In that moment, I knew what my purpose was from here on out.
My father would always hang Rose's sister's life over her head like a guillotine. And, because of this, he would be able to control Bourbon.
It was my turn to be the protector. Bourbon and Rose deserved their happy ending.
I placed my hand on his arm, determined to defuse the situation or someone we didn’t want harmed would end up dead. "It's just a little blood."
“Please, Bourbon,” Rose said.
When Bourbon didn’t tear his eyes away from my father, I continued. “He can't hurt you or Rose with it.” I drew his attention away from our father, growling out. “I swear I won’t let him.”
"Fine," he snarled. Taking off his Armani suit jacket, he began to roll up his sleeve.
Smirking, my father gestured with his fingers and the doctor pulled the rest of her supplies out of the bag.
“You and Bourbon will be staying at a house in Summerlin,” my father’s sneer turned sharper, “away from the strip and our house.”
“But—” Rose tried to interject but my father cut her off.
“That’s the deal. I don’t trust you anywhere near my business, or where I’m keeping your sister.”
“Fine,” Rose grit out, “but I want to see her. Face to face.”
“You will,” my father gave her a cold smile, “if, and when, I see fit. If I see that you two are on your best behavior, acting the doting couple, as well as the obedient children I know you can be, you will be allowed to see her. But on my orders only.”
