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Something about his eagerness to fight makes me wary. “Why do you want your father dead?”
“He hurt my wife,” he replies, staring me dead in the eye. “Andno onetouches her.”
I see.
So we aren’t that different after all.
“Satisfied?” he asks.
I nod.
“I’ll deal with your father,” I say.
“Good. I’ll provide backup.”
“When this is all done,” I say, shoving my finger so deep into the table that it bends, “I never want to see you, your family, or your guards ever again.”
“Fine by me,” he says, shrugging again like it’s no big deal. “I already have most of his business. All I need is that final nail in the coffin.” He clutches his knife firmly. “Then his empire is mine.”
He fishes a small booklet from his pocket along with a pen and slams it down on the table. “Now let’s get to the nitty-gritty part.”
CHAPTER23
Aurora
I screamand pounce against the railing of the cell until my hands start to bleed. There is nothing to see, but I can feel the warm blood drip down my fingers. An awful reminder that there is still life among these concrete walls.
There is nothing I fear more than the darkness in solitude. Nothing … except a door opening up at the top of the stairs.
A sliver of light streams through the crack.
I lean up to see with my mouth hanging open as though I’m catching the final drop of water from an empty hose with my tongue. But when Lex himself comes down the stairs, I push back and crawl into a tiny little corner.
“Hello, little monster,” he muses, walking closer to the cage. “Enjoying your time-out?”
I don’t respond. I have nothing to say that he hasn’t already heard.
More guards pour down from the stairs, each one looking even more menacing than the one before. And something about the way they’re looking at me makes my skin crawl.
Lex stares at me. “Are you going to come quietly?” His guards pull out their stun guns. “Or do we have to bring you by force?”
I swallow the lump in my throat and get up from the cold hard concrete floor. With my teeth clenched, I make my way to the door and wait until one of his guards has opened it.
“Good girl,” Lex says through gritted teeth, and he flicks his fingers at his guards. “Take her upstairs.”
Two guards grab me by the arms and haul me up the stairs. I don’t fight, but I don’t help them either. I’m terrified to get zapped, but at the same time, I refuse to make their jobs easy for them. This is my way of protesting. My only way of showing Lex what kind of a piece of shit he truly is.
They shove open the door, and the light blinds me so much I look away with narrowed eyes. But from the tiny slits, I still spot my father standing in the hallway, just looking at me with his hands in his pockets, as though it does nothing to him.
And it wrecks me. Completely and utterly wrecks me.
A father is supposed to protect his daughter from harm. And now he actively participates in it.
Tears well up in my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall for him.
The guard shoves me toward the stairs. “Up.”
I do what he says but keep my eyes on my father for as long as possible, sending him the worst possible daggers with glares alone. I want him to know he did this. He is making me suffer. He deserves every ounce of guilt.
