Page 29 of Ruthless Knight


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My ears start ringing and burning at the same time. “But Sunset Cove is mine. Mom left that for me. You can’t take it.”

“I’m not taking it. I’m simply investing it.”

“In a way that it won’t be mine anymore.”

He doesn’t answer.

Oh, Jesus. Just the other day, I wondered what would happen if he decided to wield his powers of executor over my head. I thought he would never do that, but here it is. And why?

“Things must be terrible for you to do this to me,” I blurt. “What is actually happening, Dad?”

It’s obvious he’s trying to keep me in the dark again. Just like he did with Mom. He knew Mom had an inoperable brain tumor and never told me.

He never told me about the numerous treatments she went through in an attempt to save her life, or the pain she suffered when I was away at college. I only found out my mother had a terminal condition after she dropped dead in front of me.

I never had time to prepare the way he did.

“I’d rather not talk about it.”

“I think we need to. This is my life,” I cut him off again. “Tell me what’s going on, and don’t lie to me. This isn’t like you, so why are you doing this?”

“Because your father is mere breaths away from bankruptcy,” comes a deep, silky voice from behind me.

That voice is one I would unfortunately recognize asleep or awake.

My body was already in its peak of shock, so I’m stunned that I can feel worse.

I turn toward the direction the voice came from, and when I find Knight Grayson leaning casually against the doorframe, my pulse ripples across my skin like hot lava pouring out of an erupting volcano.

I study him with frantic eyes, having another bamboozling déjà vu moment where I’m trying to figure out why he’s here.

Last time, I figured him out.

This time, I’m drawing a blank, and I have to wonder if maybe I’ve thought about him so much that my eyes are screwing with me.

No. It’s not that. Even if my eyes were doing a number on me, my ears aren’t.

I know what I just heard, and I know what I’m seeing is real.

Dressed in full black again, he’s the Grim Reaper. But what has he come to collect today?

“You.”The word leaves my lips on the edge of a breath.

I can feel Dad’s eyes on me, and I know he’s wondering just as much as I am how I know Knight. Dad’s gaze is so intense I want to look at him, but I know it’s not smart to look away from a predator when he‘s already struck.

“Me.” A faint smile lifts Knight’s sensual lips, revealing those gorgeous dimples. I loathe the pang of longing that curls through my body. “I’m curious, what did you choose, friend or foe?”

“I think that’s a trick question. Obviously, we were foes all along.”

“Well, we certainly weren’t friends.” He straightens, and his eyes roam over me in that scandalous way that would make a nun drop her panties. If a nun had no chance of resisting the seductive wiles of this man, I havenothingto restrain my body from reacting like it wants to be touched.

The most I can do is school my mind and harden my expression.

Now is not the time to get all weak-kneed over this man, not when he just dropped a bomb on me.

“What are you talking about bankruptcy?” I bring the conversation back to the main focus and glare at him.

“Let me clarify it for you. Your father is about to lose everything. One bad business decision sent him down the rabbit hole of despair, and he lost it all.” Knight waves a hand around the room. “This is all an illusion because your father has nothing. When what you see here fades and the hard truth comes out, he’ll be little more than his friend with nothing left in the world but the clothes on his back.”

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