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“Pregnant? Who?”

“Alana. She told me she was pregnant with your child.”

That sleazy bitch. “Fuck no. I told you, I haven’t touched her since we were kids. She just wanted to rile you up.”

“Well, it kind of worked.”

I cup her cheek. “She’s a conniving, heartless bitch. She wants this merger because it puts her on a higher pedestal. If I have my way, I’m going to knock her off and enjoy watching her fall.”

Fay shrugs, adding a simple nod. “I’d make the popcorn to see that.”

I kiss her quickly but pull back. “I wasn’t fully honest about how the meeting with my father went the other day. We presented the information, and I made my case. Then he threw us his own wild card.”

“What?”

“He’s been putting my signature and name on company documents for years. Way before I was even on the payroll at MIC. My name is on the sale of every single bad land deal.”

“Wait, he can’t do that—”

“He did.”

“So what does that mean?”

“It means if I go to the police, there’s a good chance I go down with him. Craig is confident the court will throw it out since it’s not my signature on the documents. Plus, I was overseas for a lot of the deals. But as you pointed out, a handful have occurred since I’ve been CEO. It will be for the courts to decide.”

“Then don’t go to the police.” She sits up, holding my hands against her face. “You’ll find another way.”

“This is the only way.”

“Theo, no,” she pleads, tears welling in her eyes. “Please don’t do this.”

I press my lips to hers. “I have to.” I kiss away a fallen tear. I wish I could kiss away all the pain and sorrow she’s feeling.

“I love you,” I murmur against her lips. “I’m going to fight this. I won’t leave you willingly.”

“If you do this, you will. You said so yourself.” I climb onto the bed, forcing her to lay under me. I’m gentle with her, cautious of her wounds. “You don’t deserve this,” she says, and I capture her cries with my mouth.

“I have to do this,” I repeat, needing to hear the words and let them sink in so I don’t change my mind. I kiss her until the guilt and regret dissipate. “I won’t leave you.”

She pulls away from me, hurt in her eyes. “You can’t promise me that.” I know. And saying things like that only makes it harder for us both. “When?”

“In the morning.”

“Does your father know?”

“Yes.” If she only knew how I was barely surviving before her. The loneliness. What it’s felt like to be under his control.

Having power and wealth means nothing if it’s at the hands of your happiness. I may have gotten lost in all that for some time, but Fay has made me realize there’s more to life. And I deserve that more. “You should get some rest. I have some things to prepare for.”

Her eyelids are already drooping. She wants to fight it, but the meds are winning. “I’ll be right here when you wake up. I’m not going anywhere.” She nods and closes her eyes. Her lips part as if to say more, but she’s lost to sleep almost instantly. I close the blinds, shut the door, and go to my home office. Sitting down, I reach for my phone and make a call.

“Craig. Start the process.”

Chapter thirty-one

Fay

Istirinmysleep, groaning at how sore my body is.

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