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“Get out,” he snaps.
His men exchange looks, but they leave.
I ignore him and pick up the photograph of mom. I pack it carefully into the suitcase.
Caine leans in the doorway, making himself at home. “Sorry about them. They get pissy when I deviate from the plan.”
“Please, Caine,” I say, my voice cracking with emotion. “There has to be something else you want. Some deal we can make.”
“There isn’t. I’m sorry you’re caught up in this clusterfuck.” He rubs the back of his head, ruining his perfectly styled hair. The light tresses stand on end. “Cheer up, lass.”
“Easy for you to say.”
Caine takes a step toward me, and I step back.
“I’m not going to hurt you.”
“Then don’t do this.”
He heaves a sigh. I can’t tell whether he’s ashamed of his actions. But he should be.
“I’m not going to hurt you and I will not let anyone else either,” he says. “Be quick about packing. And before you think about slipping out, I’ll kill them all. So be smart.”
Caine walks away, leaving me cold to the bone.
I look around my room. There are so many memories here, it’s difficult to decide what to bring. In the end, I take only the necessities, preferring to leave it as it is. That way, maybe I can come back.
Chapter 7
Caine
Aurora’s silent on the drive home, but at least she isn’t crying. She spends the drive staring out the window, a vacant look in her eyes.
I park the car in front of my house. It isn’t the same place I brought her last year. I bought a permanent home just to piss off my Da.
It’s a large white manor with a fountain in the center of the driveway. The windows reach from floor to ceiling. I notice the way she looks at it. Half-impressed and half-furious.
Nick and my other men park behind us. I nod in greeting.
“This doesn’t look very secure,” Aurora says, drawing my attention. Her eyes roam the high fence and back to the manor’s many windows.
“Don’t go getting any ideas, lass. It’s more secure than it appears,” I say. I’m not all that worried about Aurora. She might be a biker’s daughter, but she isn’t a criminal. The fact that she doesn’t have a gun is proof of that.
I try to see the house through her eyes. It has three wings although I only use one. I don’t need the space. Still, when the white manor with the stone steps came on the market, I felt compelled to buy it. I left the exterior as is and gutted the inside, adding every modern convenience I could want.
“At least my new prison is comfortable,” Aurora says sarcastically.
I pop open the trunk and take out her one suitcase. I’m surprised by how little she packed. Maybe she doesn’t want to bring her old life with her. Not that it matters. Anything else she needs, I’m happy to supply.
“Take it to your room, boss?” Nick asks. Behind him, James, Carlos and Hank are waiting patiently for their next orders.
“The guest room,” I reply, shoving the suitcase at Nick hard enough to make him stumble. “Then get back outside, all of you. I don’t want to see any of you in the fucking house tonight.”
As far as security goes, it’s a bad idea not to have a few guys inside, but given how uneasy Aurora seems around my men, I don’t want them there. If there is any hope, she might be comfortable, I need to do everything in my power to put her at ease.
I lead Aurora to the guest room. It’s right down the hall from mine. She won’t like that, but I don’t put it past her family to break in to get her back and remove my leverage.
Leverage - such a cold way to describe the girl I’ve been obsessed with since she vanished into the night.
