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“You have a lot to say today,” he drawled.

“I’m tired,” I told him honestly.

“I’m going to help you, little lion, but I want something in return.”

And that’s how I discovered that some things came at too much of a price.

6

SALVADOR

Present Time

“Your father must be proud,” Judge Lyons sneered after my court hearing. “Following his footsteps. Can’t say I’m surprised. Sooner or later all of you Zinnettis will fall.”

My face stayed stoic, not to reveal a thing. People let their guard down when they thought they had beaten you, and I just needed him to give me something useful. I had been on this wild-goose chase for a hot fucking minute. A fucking breakthrough was all I was asking for. No matter how much it was on the tip of my tongue to tell the judge just how a few hours ago I was fucking his son. My silence was not because I was trying to protect the coward little shit. If the courtroom had been packed, I would have told him just how much his Theodore loved it when I fucked him.

I could only imagine the smile gracing my lips was nothing short of feral. My little cub changed the rules of our game, and as soon as I was out, I would be dealing with him.

Judge Lyons’s gaze was on me, and all I could see was hatred. I cocked my head, trying to find a resemblance to Theodore, but it was barely there.

“See you soon,” I mocked as they led me away.

With cuffed hands, they dragged me to the back, where I would be transported to the correction center. Waiting in the back for me was Armando. He looked pissed at what was going on, but we both knew this was the only chance we would get for some real answers.

“You look tired,” I told him as soon as he got near me.

“I don’t have time for your bullshit, Sal,” he spat. “We’re not ready.”

I shrugged.

“I mean, the timing isn’t right, but we got this opportunity, so let's not waste it.”

Armando’s glare was amusing at best. His fucking plan went out the window the moment Theodore decided he was done being a pawn. A part of me was proud of him for putting himself first, even if it came at the cost of my freedom.

“You are taking this a lot better than I thought.” Armando eyed me warily.

“I got laid last night. I think it’s the sex glow.” I smirked at him, and the fucker punched me.

He cleared his throat when he saw one of the guards coming. “Tell my old man I send my regards. Give at least three months to get shit sorted.”

I was barely nodding as they started to escort me away. Everything was done quickly, smoothly, and, most of all, quietly, which only confirmed what Armando and I already knew. There was a rat in our family, and it had been there for a long time.

Once I was seated, ready to be transported, my mind reeled back to last night. I hadn’t seen Theodore since our high school graduation. I needed him to leave because I saw that he wanted to stay, so I did the only thing I could think of to get him to go.

A dry laugh escaped me. It worked out a little too well if my current predicament was anything to go by. Now here we were five years later, and it felt like no time had passed between us. Seeing him yesterday had been a fucking shock. I should have stayed away, but I was never quite good at doing that either.

“Cops are here,” Cristian spat as he walked inside the security room.

Armando and I immediately switched our conversation to something else. It wasn’t that we didn’t trust him, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

“They’re not going to find anything,” Armando told him with a lazy drawl.

Cristian huffed. “I know that. It’s just so fucking annoying.”

I sighed and leaned back in my chair. His temper was getting on my nerves. With his father currently in charge of the family, our future wouldn’t bode well if Cristian were to be at the helm. He was a spoiled little shit that didn’t care for his future or ours.

“Who’s here?” I asked Armando.

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