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My own chest swells with pride. Montague, however, shakes with fury.
“Get them!”hespits out to one of his guards, but he’s shit out of luck, because his guard takes one look at Princess and whimpers.
I look at Princess and issue a loud command.“Kill.”
Montague’s bodyguard screams and runs from the snake who’s as harmless as a kitten.
Cosette looks across the room to me. “Lyam!”
In a flash, she whips her hand and throws me a gun. I catch it mid-air.
I point the gun. “My family deserves this retribution. Hell,Ido.” I draw in a breath. Cosette is innocent. She deserves to know that she means more to me than anything.
After everything he’s put us through, I want him to suffer. I want him to feel the physical torture I have and the emotional torture she has, but sometimes, justice takes another form.
“Promise us you’ll never come after us again. You’ll make a public statement that my family has done no harm to the citizens of Paris, withdraw your candidacy, and tender your resignation from your current role. Then we will never, ever see you again.”
Thayer shakes his head. “Lyam, are you out of your mind? Think of what this man has done to you. You’re just going to let him go like that, scot-free? Jesus, brother…”
Acid stings the back of my throat, raw nerves and adrenaline fueling me. I shake my head. “He’s her father.” I swallow. “And I love her.”
Her eyes meet mine, and in that gaze is forgiveness and understanding. We’ll bury a world of hurt and build a new life together.
Montague fumes, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head and instead of responding to my offer, he pounces. He grabs Cosette by the arm.
Motherfucker.
I would have let him go. Against every fiber of mybeing,I was going to let the motherfucker go.
But he just put his fucking hands on her.
“Let her fucking go,” I say, my gun pointed at him.
He brandishes her like a shield. I can’t get a good shot in.
He won’t hurt her. I won’t let him.
“You’re scum! All of you are scum!” Montague fumes.
“Let her go, or I’ll shoot.”
His hands are on her neck. He’s going to hurt her. Her face is beet red and she’s gasping for air. She beats at his hands but it’s useless.
No.
Cosette twists to the side, giving me the sliver of a window.
It’s all I need.
I pull the trigger.
I never miss.
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TWENTY
Cosette
