Page 151 of Merciless

“There’s nothing wrong with our relationship. I prefer you and everyone else stay the fuck out of it.”

“Everything is wrong with it. Do you realize what you’ve done?” His tone rises, bordering on yelling.

I step forward and glare at him. “Lower your voice.”

“Don’t tell me what to do, Elijah. I’m your father.”

I scoff. “I don’t care if you’re my father or some stranger off the street. You’re in my space, and I won’t have you waking up the entire hallway because you can’t handle your emotions.”

“Let them wake up,” he snarls. “I don’t care.”

“Well, I’m in love with her, Father. There’s no changing this.”

“Be honest with yourself for just a moment. You’re sleeping with your sister. Your twin is fucking her, too. You’re okay with this? That she’s opening her legs for another man?”

I scowl at him. “He’s my brother. I’m more than okay with this. So are they.”

Father’s lips curl in disgust. “This isn’t some ploy for you to get the inheritance, is it?”

“No.”

“I’ll give it to you now if you walk away from her.”

If he’d made this offer even forty-eight hours ago, I might have been stupid enough to consider it. But now? Now I don’t need a moment to think.

I shake my head and slip my hands into my pockets. “She’ll become my wife and the mother of my children. I don’t give a single shit about the inheritance. You can keep the money and your empire. I’ve already built my own.”

“Be wise, Elijah.” Father closes the space between us and stands an inch taller than me. Enough height for him to inflate his already huge ego. “The both of you need to think this through. I’ll ask again. Do you realize what this will do to our name? It’ll be dragged through the mud.”

I smirk. “Not after I handle it myself.”

“Elijah,” he warns, “whatever you plan to do⁠—”

My smile falls, and I step forward until my chest bumps against his. “I’d burn the fucking world for her. Don’t tell me to stop, because I’ll take you down like all the others.”

“Same here,” Asher says behind me.

Father’s gaze shifts to look at my twin.

“I don’t know you.” He turns his focus to me. “Either of you. This isn’t how I raised you both.”

I shrug. “That’s the wild thing about having kids. They’re their own people who can make their own choices. We choose Eden.”

“And if she gets pregnant?”

Asher chuckles. “She’s already pregnant.”

We don’t know that for sure, but we’ve been working hard to breed her.

Father’s expression falls, and he stares at us, jaw slack and eyes dull. “What have you done?”

“Fucked her hard and raw,” Asher says, rolling his eyes. “Obviously.”

His complexion pales, and his eyes bounce side to side, looking at us both as if he’s just seen a ghost.

I straighten my jacket. “Is that all for the talk, or is there more? Maybe you want to know how she sounds while taking our cocks? Or how about how tightly she grips us at the same time?”

I wouldn’t offer that information freely, but our father has thoroughly pissed me off.