Page 125 of Pretty Twisted Games


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There was that word again. The one thing Summer lectured me to try out. The one thing I was determined not to do. I’d trusted in the past, and it was only met with pain.

And yet…could I do as Summer urged me to do? Were there actual men in this world who wanted more from life? Men I could trust?

I didn’t believe it but… I had actually seen it with my own eyes.

The Vegas men were ruthless but also—begrudgingly, I could call them good men. In their own way.

The real question was, who would I hurt by taking this one, small step?

Maxon already knew about Summer and, apparently, about Tatiana.

I had full confidence that she could handle herself. If she had any problems, she had the full force of the Vegas mafia to back her up. Maxon would have to blow through a city of defenses before he could get to her.

And yet, my eyes strayed to the sight behind Maxon.

He was here, with probably the only man he trusted, showing me this. He could’ve easily lured me to the middle of the ocean and dumped my dead body overboard. No one would ever see me again.

Whatever his true motivations, he hadn’t killed me yet, even though it was his job. He was branded, like all of the men beholden to the Veritas. I’d seen it on his forearm. And yet…

Trust someone. Summer’s voice was in my head.

Still scowling, I pulled out my phone. Even though it was late, Tatiana would probably still be up.

When there was no answer, I hung up. “They’re not answering.”

“Try again.”

The phone rang once, twice, three times. Then, I heard a dark growl, “This better be important—the baby was sleeping.”

Instantly, recognizing Knight’s voice, I froze. Baby?

Tatiana hadn’t told me about any children.

Not that I was surprised—our relationship had been built on something that no longer existed—hatred for Knight.

We’d spent so much time planning our revenge on him, that there wasn’t much left between us once he proved to her that he would never betray her again.

Our communication was only ever for work, and nothing else.

“Rook?” Knight’s voice lowered, “are you in trouble?”

“Let me speak to Tatiana,” I growled, not wanting to hear the concern in his voice. Tatiana may have forgiven him, but I never would.

“She’s sleeping.”

“Please.” I grit out, hating myself. Knight may owe me for what he’d done to me, but, at the thought of him and Tatiana being together, in love, having a family… A sudden longing filled my chest.

I realized I didn’t want to die tonight.

Ever since Summer had been forced into my house, I’d been ignoring the feelings growing inside me. The warmth she brought. The lingering, fleeting thoughts…What if…

What if there was more to life?

And, could I have that? What Knight had?

I wanted Summer in a way that I’d never felt before. Not only her body, but her smiles. Her laughter. Safety. Her innocence. I wanted to weave it into a ribbon and wrap it around my dead heart.

Could her love protect me from the pain I’d felt?

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