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Rose scowled, folding her arms across her chest. “I want to talk to her now.”
“Of course, dear,” my father took out his phone and swiped at it.
As the doctor took a couple vials of Bourbon's blood, my father handed over his phone to Rose.
“Aster?” Rose began to cry, apologizing over and over, turning away from us to whisper into the phone.
Hearing Rose break down made something inside me go stark cold.
I hated, hated what my father was doing to her. To her sister. To Bourbon. He would burn the whole world down to get what he wanted.
With every tear that fell down her face, I bricked another stone in the wall around my heart.
I knew that in order to protect them, I was going to have to be just like him.
Cold. Unfeeling. Hard.
As emotionless as a piece of coal.
I was done being the useless brother.
From here on out, I pledged to burn his world down in order to save the people I loved.
Two
As soon as the cars pulled up to take Bourbon and Rose away, I followed my father to his, determined to step into my new role as the protector. I had to know my enemy to defeat him.
First, I was going to gain his trust. Then, as soon as his back was turned, I was going to stab a knife in it.
I was silent the whole ride to the house, only shifting on the luxurious black leather of the seat, studying him. He had two deep scratches on his neck and one on his face.
He had a lithe and athletic build, with muscular arms and legs, but it had been a long time since my father had gotten his hands dirty.
I watched, emotionless, as the "doctor" got on her knees in front of my father, her light-brown highlighted hair cascaded down her back in tight curls. She pulled his dick out to give him a blow job.
Right in front of me.
If this was the kind of shit Bourbon had had to put up with his whole life, no wonder he’d become a robot.
My father just stared at me with a smirk on his face, hardly giving her any attention until, finally, he gave in to the moment. Grasping the back of her hair, he thrust forward, and she choked on his dick.
As he shoved her deeper into his crotch, his lips twisted even wider.
She was suffocating but he didn't care, and he didn’t release her until he'd blown his load down her throat. She sucked in a breath, tears streaming down her face and her makeup smeared as she swallowed, then licked him clean.
Usually I didn't mind a girl getting dirty like that but watching someone do it to my father made disgust roll in my stomach.
When she was done, she got up and sat next to him, staring at the floor. He zipped up his pants and pulled out his phone, tapping on it and ignoring her. When we drove inside the gates to the house, he commanded his driver, Brett, to stop, then finally turned his attention to her. "Get out."
Her mouth dropped open. "But--"
"I need to talk to my son, and you have work to do." He nodded to her medical bag, where she'd stashed the vials of Bourbon's blood.
"You can at least drop me off at my car." Her voice was incredulous. The walk from the gate to the house wasn’t a long walk but it was still a ways.
“Like I said," his voice was a cold sneer, "I need to talk to my son before we get to the door."
She stared at him for a moment, as if she was going to stand up to him. Her lips parted but, at the dark glare he gave her, they snapped shut. She crawled out of the car, grabbing her bag before slamming the door behind her.
