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ROHAN
What is that fuckin’noise?
Burying my face further into the mattress, I tighten my grip on my pillow and shelter my ears from the deafening sound.
“MAKE. IT. STOP!” I grumble, the words muffled by the bedsheets.
“Get the fuck up then.” Aodhán laughs as he continues to blast a fucking foghorn next to my head, only solidifying how much of an irritating arsehole he is.
“I’m runnin’ on two hours of sleep, and the last thing I need is my so-called cunt of a friend standing next to my bed, torturin’ my eardrums.”
“Maybe if you weren’t out all night stalkin’ Killybegs’s newest arrival, you wouldn’t be so fuckin’ grumpy.”
“Piss off.”
“No can do. Your daddy dearest has called a meetin’.”
After tossing the pillow at Aodhán, I roll over onto my back, push myself into a sitting position, and bring my knees to my chest. “Meetin’? About what?”
He drops his torture device onto my bedside locker and reaches into his pocket. “If I had to guess, I’d say it has something to do with the sexy brunette you’re stalkin’.”
My facial features tighten. “What makes you say that?”
“Just a hunch. Oh, and the fact his message read,” Aodhán holds the phone up and attempts a horrible impression of my father’s monotone, “we’ll be discussing Rohan’s astronomical fuckup.”
I’m seconds away from wiping the smug, see-what-I-mean look off his face when he adds, “And just so you know, that part is not only in all caps, it’s in bold too. You, my friend, are royally fucked.”
I flop back and then repeatedly bang my head off the headboard. “Okay, so he knows she’s here. Either he has a plan, or he’s panicking and scrambling to put one in place.” Averting my gaze to the ceiling, I run through possible scenarios. “We go to this meeting and play dumber than a box of rocks.”
I’m talking to myself, but Adorn agrees. “He can’t know you let her go. He’ll fuckin’ kill you on site. What about Lorcan? Does he know what happened in the forest?”
“Lorcan knows nothing. As far as he’s concerned, Saoirse got away. He’s loyal to Gabriel, and we can’t risk him blowing this whole thing up before it’s even begun.” I tell Aodhán what he needs to hear.
“What about Donnacha? He and his dad got summoned too.”
Once upon a time, Donnacha Deegan and I were best friends, back before he chose the wrong fucking side.
Unfortunately for him, he still believes he’s one of my boys, someone I can trust and confide in, and until I get what I need from him, it will stay that way.
Nobody knows what I uncovered about the eldest Deegan heir, and until I can figure out what to do about the information, nobody will, not even Aodhán. After all, a good player never reveals all his moves at once.
All I’ll say is, Donnacha’s clueless bastard of a father wormed his way into our world by licking my father’s hairy arsehole and throwing money at him, then his whore of a mother sealed the deal by spreading her legs and offering up her cunt as if it was a five star-hotel for my daddy dearest's dick.
The Deegan family doesn’t deserve the power the Kings of Killybegs reputation brings, and once I dethrone my father, they’ll be the first ones demoted. Good riddance to bad rubbish and all that jizz.
“I’m sure he did. My father always loves to have someone present to applaud his greatness.”
“Are you ever gonna tell me what happened between D and you?”
Pulling back the duvet, I grunt, “Are you on your period? Do you need a tampon before you share your feelings?”
“Fuck you, Rí.”
“No, thanks. As pretty as you are, Brady, I prefer pussy.”
* * *
The second Aodhánand I waltz into my father’s office, we find him pacing up and down by the window. He’s irate, judging by his dishevelled state.
