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Holy shit!
Could he really do that? Have Jason released if I don’t do as he says?
I can honestly say without a doubt, and for the first time I can admit it, I don’t just hate Niall O’Connell, I feel homicidal toward him.
If he died tomorrow, I’d dance on his fucking grave.
My blood is boiling.
I’ve never been this angry.
My face feels like it’s on fire, my heart’s hammering so fast in my chest it might explode as I clench my hands into tight fists. My nails are digging into my skin causing pain, but it’s a pain I need to calm myself down. Damn, I need some time, so I stomp off to the only place I can go where I can be alone—the bathroom.
Closing my eyes and taking a few deep breaths, I look in the mirror at the face looking back at me. The anger in my eyes is undeniable, so I splash cold water on my face and count to ten. I do some deep breathing exercises before I start to feel a little calmer.
By the time I walk out, I still haven’t decided what to do about the email.
Perhaps now is the time to tell Aiden.
I mean what other choice do I have?
Niall is a force to be reckoned with, and right now my options are limited.
On my way back, I notice Aiden standing in front of my computer with his eyebrows scrunched together so tightly his forehead is creased.
Oh, fuck!
Instantly, I freeze. All I can do is stare at him. Aiden looks up at me, slowly shaking his head while his face turns the brightest red I’ve ever seen. My heart leaps into my throat as I take a single step forward.
“Jeni, what the fuck is this?” he asks, pointing to my computer screen.
Brielle looks up in curiosity.
My feet don’t fail me as I race over to Aiden, his rage is seeping off him in waves that feel like they are pushing me back. His fists tightly clench, his jaw is wracking from side to side, even the vein in his neck is pulsing so hard I’m scared he might have an aneurism.
Aiden’s about ready to slaughter someone. I’m just trying to figure out if it’s me or his father?
“What’s what?” I ask, dreading the thought that perhaps he has overseen the email, though that looks exceptionally likely right now. I must have forgotten to close the mail program down when I left in such a hurry.
“These emails from Father, and that he has influence on whether that fucking asshole Jason can be let out on a day pass?” His eyes snap to me again, but they’re full of hurt and rage. “How long has Father been threatening you with this bullshit?”
His tone is dangerous.
He’s insanely furious.
This could totally get out of hand.
I gulp, close my eyes, and shake my head as a million thoughts cross my mind—it’s all too much to process.
“Jeni, why didn’t you tell me?”
Shit! Tears start to well in my eyes from the guilt of not telling him, mixed with the fear of what could happen now between Aiden and his father.
Guess no matter what I do, I can’t win.
Aiden shakes his head at my lack of reply. “No way. No fucking way! Fuck this shit. Father!” he screams out. “I’m going to fucking kill him,” Aiden mumbles under his breath. Quiet Aiden is scarier than angry Aiden. He pushes past me and storms toward Niall’s office as Bree and I run after him.
“Aiden, wait!” I call out as he bursts through his father’s office door. It pushes back with such force the hinge at the top gives way and the door hangs limply to one side. He rages in regardless, oblivious to what has happened.
