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He had to know that I knew about the Harvest. Why else would he order me back to that hellhole on Halloween?
Damien knew Ginger and I were best friends. And he’d already beaten and raped info out of her before. For all I knew,thissituation was no different.
He knew.
I fucking know he did.
And if he knew about that…
Then I had to assume he kneweverything.
Chapter 38
Jace
Iwalkedinmyfather’s office to find him sitting on the couch. He snapped his flip phone shut, looking pleased as he tipped back a double shot of liquor.
“Father, we need to talk.”
His spine straightened as he scrutinized me hard, tilting his head a fraction to the side. “Yes, Son, we do. Come pour yourself a drink first.”
Tension crashed through my body when I met his unscrupulous gaze. Squaring my shoulders, I approached the bar, grabbing a glass and the first bottle within arm’s reach.
This was fucking insane, but I had to do this. The Ravagers wouldn’t agree to save Ginger unless I had valuable info to report.
So, here I am, risking my fucking life by trying to prove to my father that my balls were just as big as his.
I took my seat beside him and sipped my drink, noting his crinkled brows.
“Well?” he started.
It was now or never. It was time to stand my ground for once.
“I’m supposed to be your heir. Your blood. Do you not trust or care about me at all? I mean, you almost fucking shot me the other day.”
“It’s because you’re weak,” he replied without a speckle of hesitation.
I scoffed at him. “Weak?The fuck do you mean I’mweak?”
“To run this business, you have to make sacrifices, Jace. You’re soft, unfit to do what needs to be done. Your behavior at the last Harvest proved it.”
“They were fucking teenagers,” I growled, grasping my glass so hard it cracked. “Raping three innocent girls against their will is sick and you fucking know it.”
“Oh, so you prefer them older then?”
“That’s far beyond the fucking point and you know it. What do I have to do to get you to trust me? To finally have a better understanding of what it’s like to rule?”
“You wanna know what it’s like to rule?” he dangerously growled, licking his lips. “I’ll fucking show you.”
He got up and stormed toward his office door, opening it. As he stuck his head out, he whistled. A moment or two later one of the bodyguards paused outside the door. I only caught a small view of the back of his head, so I hadn’t a clue who it was.
I rose to my feet as father commanded and waited. As he took a step back in the doorway, my heart sank nauseously low in my stomach. It was Vicki who’d stepped inside. Father closed the door behind him then instructed her to drop to her knees.
Vicki complied, her body shaking as she stared up between the two of us.
“What are you doing?” I asked him.
“Proving a fucking point,” he snarled. To Vicki, he said, “Get naked. Spread your legs wide and show my son that pretty pink pussy you have.”
