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“What the fuck is wrong withme? What the fuck is wrong withyou? What’s this about you’re paying your fathers debts off?”
“I told you I wasn’t paying you what he owes you!” I yell getting in his face.
“But you will pay others? I want my fucking money, O’Reilly!”
I growl as I pull him away from the wall throwing him to the floor. Pressing a knee into his back, I grab a fistful of hair and pull his head, forcing him to look at Jasmine behind Sean who is standing tall ready to protect her.
“I want our girl to feel safe in her own goddamn home! What gives you the right to storm in here, attack my brother and scare her? You’re lucky I didn’t put a bullet through your mother fucking head!” I look up to Sean as I put more pressure on Flints back. “What the fuck happened?”
“He turned up and I was bringing him to you like you said when he tried to jump me as we got to the door,” Sean growls whilst staring at Flint. I have no doubt Sean could have taken him. Flint is lucky they fell into the office when they did as I’m sure Sean would have killed him with his bare hands if I hadn’t intervened.
“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t slit your throat right here,” I demand looking down at Flint who’s stopped fighting me.
“You think I’m the only one who’s pissed off? As soon as word got out you were paying some people and not others a target was put over your head.”
“They were fucking lying! Who told you that bullshit? I want names! Now!” There’s no way anyone knows we are paying McIntire. When I came to an agreement with McIntire last night via email, he agreed to tell no one. McIntire may be many things, but he’s always true to his word.
“I’m telling you fuck all whilst you have a knife to my throat,” Flint spits. I look to the security guards and nod, they take over and lift Flint onto his feet as they hold him stationary whilst I stand in front of him.
“Close your eyes princess,” I hear Sean whisper as I lift my knife and slam it into Flints side, knowing exactly where will cause the most amount of pain and minimal damage. Flint screams as I leave the knife in him. I pull my hand back and hit him, knocking him out in one punch.
“Get him down to the basement now! I will deal with him there.” Security removes Flint from the room quickly. They are trained to do as they are told and never ask questions. I’m a fair man, I may take lives but I only do so if I have no other choice, they know that and respect me for it.
I turn to see Jasmine holding on to Sean as tears quietly slide down her cheek. I approach her slowly hoping that she isn’t too spooked by what she saw. All worry is dashed when she throws herself into my arms. I hold her, whilst trying to stop the small amount of blood on my hand touch her.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?”
Jasmine pulls back a little and nods as she wipes at her face. I kiss her forehead and step back to look at Sean behind her.
“I’m going to get Layton to take you upstairs and to stay with you whilst Sean and I deal with Flint.”
“Okay Daddy,” she says quietly before offering me a small smile, letting me know that she’s okay. I kiss her on the forehead one more time before looking at Sean.
“Stay with her until Layton gets here, then meet me down there.”
I don’t wait for him to answer, I turn around and storm out of the room determined to make an example of the prick that thought it was okay to scare my girl in her own home.
22
Jasmine
I don’t know how long I’ve been upstairs whilst the guys deal with Flint. I try to read, study, have a bath, anything to stop myself from thinking about what’s happening downstairs in the basement. But nothing works.
I’m surprised how quickly I’ve come to accept what the guys sometimes have to do. I don’t think I have ever really questioned it, but now that I am seeing the damage they can do with my own eyes, I’m realising how much they are willing to do to keep me safe. That last tiny bit of doubt I had that they love me has gone and I know they are here to stay.
I lift my head as I hear a mumbling outside of my door and listen to the sound of Christian talking to Layton. By the time I get to the bedroom door, Christian’s nowhere to be seen. I look to Layton who offers me a small smile.
“He’s in his room, you might want to give him a moment.”
I shake my head, I need to see him and know that he’s okay. I hobble to his room, my ankle still screaming at me, but seeing Christian is more important than my pain right now. I push open the door and look around his room only to find it empty. The door to his en-suite bathroom is open a little and I can hear the shower running and see the steam drifting into the quiet room. I walk to the door and look inside to see Christian leaning over his sink, his head hanging down and his shoulders slumped. Looking at him now I realise I’ve never seen Christian look anything but in control. But right now he’s deflated, and it breaks my heart. I look at his reflection in the mirror and see he has blood splattered over his shirt and face. I follow the blood spray down his arms to find his knuckles are split, his hands have blood on them and I know it won’t all be Flints.
As I slowly approach Christian he doesn’t even acknowledge that I’m there. He’s so consumed by his demons that he has no idea what’s happening around him. I lift my hand to place it on his shoulder and stop myself, my hand inches from his shoulder.
“Daddy?”
I only whisper it but by the look on Christian’s face when his reflection finds mine, I know I’ve just broken whatever spell he was under. I see a pain in his eyes I have never seen before and it doesn’t just break my heart, my soul shatters knowing how much pain he hides away from us.
I gently place my hand on his shoulder and turn him to face me, for a moment his eyes fill with worry as I see just how much blood is on him. I reach up and cup his cheek with my hand like he has done to me so many times over the years when all I needed was his touch to calm my racing heart. Christian lets out a deep breath and leans into my hand as his eyes close.
