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Frederick is a big man and lifts an unconscious Cian with ease. A piece of my heart walks out the door with Cian because I didn’t get to say goodbye.
Another man helps Liam to his feet, who narrows his eyes. “This isn’t over. It’s just the beginning.”
Again, his cryptic statement sends a shiver down my spine, but I don’t let it get to me because I have to focus.
Once they’re gone, I look at Ron and the remaining men. “Leave us. This isn’t yer fight.”
“Puck—”
“I said away now,” I interrupt Ron, who appears stunned I would request he leave. But he’s done enough. I won’t let another man lose their life for a war that isn’t theirs.
Ron doesn’t argue when he senses this isn’t negotiable, and he and the men limp out of the door, thankful they leave with their lives, unlike their fallen colleagues whose blood stains the ground red.
The moment they’re out the door, I smile because it’s just Sean and me—just how it should be.
I need to keep him entertained until I hear from Cian, because when I do…I’m going to fucking murder this arsehole. There is no way I’m going to be someone’s errand boy again. So as I see it, he or I, orboth, will die today.
“I don’t know why yer so desperate for me to join. Didn’t Babydoll and I fuck everythin’ up for ye last time?”
“It didn’t go to plan, but it worked in my favor in the end. Who’s still standin’?” he questions victoriously.
It’s time that changes.
“With Connor’s dying breath, he told me not to trust ye. He knew ye were nothin’ but a dog. Weak and pathetic.”
Sean attempts to conceal his anger, but the clenching of his jaw betrays him.
“That’s why ye were left outta his will. He changed it and left everythin’ to his bastard chile. He’d rather I have it than see it destroyed in the hands of you.
“Ye had to fake yer own death to overcome him.” I laugh, eyeing him confidently. “Looks like ye better sleep with yer bulletproof vest from here on…Dad.”
Sean snarls, stepping forward, but soon restrains himself, realizing I’m baiting him. I need him riled up, blinded with rage because that’s what will force him to make an error; and I plan on exploiting that.
“Ya don’t think I see the significance of ya sendin’ three masked men to kidnap Ethan and Eva? Yer so fucking predictable, it’s actually kinda pathetic.”
“If I’m so predictable, cub, take off yer bulletproof vest then.”
“No problem.” Without hesitation, I take off my T-shirt and remove the bulletproof vest. It drops by my feet with a thud.
Once I slip my T-shirt back on, I arch a cocky brow.
“I didn’t take ya for the Dear Diary type. Dear Diary,” I mock, clutching my chest. “Everyone hates me…boo-fucking-hoo.”
Sean is silent, but his temper is rising.
“This is what ye wanted, was it not? For us to be together, like father and son. Yer wish has been granted.”
“You were always a smart-arse,” Sean says. “But yer tongue is sharp now. Is that what ye learned in prison?”
Inhaling sharply, I’m the one to now rein in my temper because this cunt was out enjoying his freedom while I was locked away for a crime I didn’t commit.
“Yer ma also had a temper. It’s why it wasn’t a bother for her to end up in my bed. She was angry with Connor for workin’ all the time, and to get back at him, well—” He spreads his arms out wide, hinting her revenge was fucking his brother.
“But after a while, it wasn’t for payback. She liked it. She liked being my whore.”
“You shut yer fucking mouth,” I snap, unable to hold back.
“What’s wrong? Does the truth hurt? Does it hurt knowin’ yer ma was nothin’ but a slut?”
