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‘Enjoy it Maeve, my dick is going to me the last thing you ever feel.’
CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
CAMERON
Swerving to a halt in front of the warehouse, I ditched the car, not even stopping to turn it off. Maeve still hadn’t answered her phone, and I hoped beyond all reason that she’d left the building after snapping and sending those images.
Panic lurched in my chest when I ripped open the door and entered the cavernous space, seeing my father in the centre of the room, fumbling at his trousers while holding a gun to my girl’s head.
‘Get the fuck off of her,’ I yelled, pulling my gun from my waistband and cocking it while aiming it at my father.
His fingers paused on his waistband, before slowly reversing his actions and pulling his zip back up. A vice grip squeezed at my chest when I saw Maeve’s face purpling, her lip cut and nose bleeding. Rage encapsulated me, it taking everything not to pull the trigger.
Dad lifted his hands in a gesture of surrender, lifting his body off of Maeve, who coughed viciously as the air filled her no longer compressed lungs. He’d exposed her chest. He’d been touching her, hurting her. I needed to get her away from him, and then I’d finally deal with him once and for all.
As he stood, he pulled Maeve up in front of him, holding his gun to her head as he grasped her about the waist, her top falling back down and laying crumpled and bloodied against my father’s arm. A whimper escaped her lips as she met my eyes, a whimper that set my tense muscles on fire.
The muzzle of my father’s gun pressed against her temple as she screwed her eyes shut. It was then I noticed the teenagers off in the background, wide-eyed with terror. Shit. I’d have to do this in a way where Maeve and the kids wouldn’t get hurt. But how?
‘Always trying to be the knight in shining armour, eh Cameron? Trying to save your sister, helping your mother get away. Now here to try, and what? Save her cunt from me? I own her. I own you. I own everything. Untouchable. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll straighten your head and stop being fucked over by your dick.’
Ragged breaths tore at my nostrils while I watched him, not trusting my mouth with a response.
‘I have given you the world. Laid it at your feet and given you every opportunity to succeed. You should have been by my side, think how much we could have if you helped me with this,’ Harold said, indicating to the kids off behind him. ‘Brought to your knees by a fucking McGowan. She’s your enemy. She says she loves you, but all the while, she’s here spying for them.’
‘She’s my wife.’
‘She’s nothing but a whore. You’ve always been so needy, so desperate to be loved. I thought I’d finally cured you of that particular deficiency. But no, all she has to do is spread her legs and you’re there betraying me. Where’s your fucking loyalty?’
Despite knowing he was wrong, his words still grated at me, still swept me with guilt as I pointed a gun at my father.
Maeve opened her eyes and met mine. Her mouth opened as she silently conveyed words to me. It was hard to make out over her swollen lower lip, but a shot of joy ricochet through me.
I love you. It’s what the words said. I was almost sure of it. Tingles gripped my spine as I looked from my father to Maeve and to the kids beyond. Taking a deep breath, I let my veneer of ice settle over me once more.
Lowering my gun, I shrugged. ‘How can I be loyal when you are pulling this shit behind my back? You expect me to take over the syndicate when you are running this shit without me?’
My father’s eyebrows raised, his shoulders relaxing as I narrowed my eyes and said, ‘This is low, even for you.’
‘Money, power, control, you’ve enjoyed it all. I’ve given you everything, and like it or not, this is where the big bucks are. You will join me in it. I have enough on you that you’ll fall in line. You always do.’
Maeve’s face dropped as I pushed my gun back into the waistband of my trousers. ‘You’re right. She can’t compete with it all. There are plenty more where she came from.’
It cut me to the core to say it. It was so far from the truth, but I needed to get her away from his gun before I could deal with him.
Dad’s victorious laughter filled the air as he leaned in close to Maeve and bit her neck, his eyes never leaving my face as she cried out. The urge to run over and tear him limb from limb had me quaking with anger, but I swallowed it back. He had to believe I didn’t care.
‘The business is all I have. I’m not going to lose it over her.’
‘The right choice for once. You won’t have to worry about her after this. I think I’ll keep her for myself.’
Maeve’s knee’s trembled visibly as tears dripped down over her cheeks. I tried to catch her eye, but she couldn’t even look at me.
‘Slide your gun over there,’ Father said, pointing to the far side of the room where stacks upon stacks of palleted goods lay.
I had no choice but to comply. Sliding the safety back into place, I thrust my weapon hard, sending it skittering over to the side and under one of the pallets. I marked where it was. I’d need to get it back. Somehow.
Maeve crumpled as he pushed her forward, her knees landing hard as they grazed the cement floor. My heart went with her.
