Page 38 of His Unwanted Bride


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Chapter Fifteen

Silas opened his eyes before he heard the banging on his door.

The sleeping beauty in his arms didn’t stir one bit so he gently released her from his hold.

Fuck.

The screen on his tablet showed Parker at his door and he wasn’t alone.

He then slipped on a pair of black sleeping pants and barefoot, he took the elevator down and opened the door.

He never thought he would see Parker this way ever in his life, but his brother had had enough of waiting. The look in his eyes told Silas he was ready to kill everyone and anyone.

“Brother.”

“I can’t wait until she’s pregnant. I want answers now. Now, Silas,” he roared, and then taking the older man by the collar he shoved him into the house. Henry Willis Davenport should have been much more scared than he looked.

When the sound of her soft footsteps, bare of any shoes sounded in the air, a different kind of awareness took over Silas.

The instant Arabelle stepped into the entrance hall, Parker, with lightning speed and deadly accuracy, drew a gun from the back of his pants, hidden by his jacket, and pointed it directly at Arabelle.

Just as fast as Parker had removed his gun, Silas moved with the same speed and stood in front of her seconds before his brother could raise his weapon and point it at Arabelle. His wife.

He pushed her behind him, shielding her body with his. It was only when Parker lowered his gun, the expression on his face the same as Davenport had on his.

Fuck.

It was too fucking late for him now.

Her fear behind him settled into his bones and confirmed what he thought he had been trying to prevent.

Still standing in front of her he turned his head to the side.

“Go back upstairs.”

“Dad,” she whimpered, clutching his arm, trying to go around him to her father.

He turned around and faced her fully.

“Now, Arabelle.”

Her lips quivered. She didn’t want to obey him. She didn’t want to trust him with her father’s life. A hundred storms passed over her eyes. Her tears rolled down her beautiful face. He wanted her to listen to him. He needed her to trust him and he didn’t want to say another word to make her obey him.

She hesitated and looked so torn. But she had to trust him with her life and with everything she held dear.

She wiped away a tear, lowered her head, then turned and left.

Watching her leave did something to him that solidified everything for him.

He turned and faced the two men before him. One, his brother who he loved without a shadow of condition or doubt. The other man, someone who held answers they wanted. He stared down Davenport and the man held his gaze as bravely as his daughter.

“I’ll tell you the name,” Davenport said.

“She’s not pregnant.”

“I know. All I wanted was to protect my daughter and just as I told her, I’ll tell you. She’s the most important, most pure, and good thing in the world. And she doesn’t need to suffer because I made one wrong decision. Yes, a deal with the Mexicans went wrong. The only way I could keep Arabelle safe was to make her Arabelle Knight. I knew this because the Knight brothers are on the list the Mexicans don’t mess with. There’s only one name there. Yours. They were going to take her, my Arabelle.”

Silas fisted his hands and tightened his jaw. He would love to see them try.

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