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"But you didn’t." He peers into my face. "You said you loved me."
"I… I did… I mean, Ido."
"I’m not so sure. If you did, you’d have come clean to me."
"I should have. It’s just..." I glance toward Avery. "I leave her with Fabio during the week. What do you think he’d have done if I'd told you, and somehow, he found out? What do you think he would have done to her and to me? He’d have never allowed me to see her again."
"I would have ensured that never happened."
"You don’t know him." I tighten my hold on the paper bag.
"No, you don’t know me," he growls. "You don’t know what I’m capable of. You asked me not to kill him, and I won’t. But after what he did, my brothers and I will make sure he loses everything. This much, I promise you."
"He’s dangerous, Seb, you saw what he did already."
"No, what you’re not realizing is that I am far more of a threat than he is. He dared to open fire when you were with me. He could have hit you."
"He hurt you." I turn to him. "He injured you."
"He could have killed you," we both say at the same time.
"Seb," I swallow, "if something had happened to you—" I shake my head. “I never would have been able to live with myself.”
"I’m not going to die that easily." His voice hardens, "Fabio has fucked with the wrong people." His tone is that of a person who has come to a decision. I look into his eyes and I see the anger, the coldness in them. Cold fire. He’s Keanu on a mission to get revenge. No wonder I thought of him as John Wick when I first saw him.
"What are you going to do?"
"Show him that he can’t touch what’s mine anymore."
"What do you mean?"
"You are not going to drop off Avery with him anymore."
I stiffen. "It’s a court order. If I go against it, he’ll make sure I lose all rights to her."
"I’d like to see him try." Seb firms his lips. "You and Avery are not going anywhere near him."
"But—"
Seb holds up his hand. "You said that you trust me. Do you mean it this time?"
"I…" I gaze into his eyes.Do I trust him? Do I really trust him?"Seb, please don’t ask me to do this."
"So, you don’t trust me?"
"That’s not what I mean."
"You trusted me enough to put your body in my hands when you asked me to be your Dom," he points out.
"It’s just, this is about my child, Seb… Please…"How can I make him understand?
"Either you do or you don’t trust me, Elsa." He draws himself up to his full height. "Which one is it?"
"I…" I shake my head as tears spring to my eyes. "I'm not sure."
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