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When he didn’t respond, I had my answer.
Allof the above.
"How?" I choked out, stunned. "How in the hell did you manage to do this under his nose?"
And without telling me…
"I clearly didn’t," he shot back flatly. "You belong to me, and this –" he gestured around us, "has always been mine." He shrugged unapologetically. "You were promised to me many years ago,corderito. It has been mine since then. Where did you think I was doing it?"
"I thought you said it wasours," I whispered, tightening my hold on my wrist.
"What?"
"This place," I replied flatly. "You said it was ours."
"You know what I mean,corderito." His eyes darkened and his jaw ticked. "It is mine inhiseyes."
"You should have told me," was all I replied, deciding to let it go, too weary to fight anymore today.
"I told you too much," was his curt reply. "And look where it got us."
Here we go.
Back to the blame game.
I shook my head. "Whatever, Trig."
He arched brow. "Whatever?"
"Yeah, Trig." I sighed, feeling my shoulders slump in defeat. "Whatever. Keep it all. The house. The estate. The army. The money. The overseas accounts. I don’t care. I don’t want it anymore." I wrapped my arms around my middle, wincing in discomfort. "I'm done."
Anger flashed in his eyes. "Stop it."
"Stop what?"
"Acting as if you are dead on the inside."
I shrugged. "Maybe I am."
"You are not dead,corderito. You are wounded and behaving like a child. Like a weak little girl," he growled, stepping closer. "And it does not suit you."
"What do you care?" I deadpanned. "You left me. For two years. And then you let him imprison me in a fucking whorehouse for a week."
If he could play the blame game, then so could I.
"Another pity party,corderito?" He cocked another condescending brow. "I thought more of you."
"That makes two of us," I mumbled before stepping around him. "I thought more of you, too, Trig."
His hand snaked out, quicker than lightning, fingers curling around my wrist.
"Do not walk away from me," he warned, pulling me back to him. "That is not how this is going to go." His chest was rising and falling quicker. "You fucked up today, Ashton." He pulled me so close to him that I could feel the tremor rolling through him. "Again." His eyes were almost black and blazing with heat. "You made life very difficult for me." He swallowed hard. "And you do not get to play the wounded princess role with me."
He was irritated.
He couldn't read me.
That made two of us.
