Page 173 of Illicit Monster


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I think about it but then state, "Yes. I want to know everything. Please don't hide it from me."

He sighs and says, "Okay, but eat a few bites of your soda bread first."

I do as he says, and he takes several bites of his. I take a sip of tea and then sit back. "Okay. Now, tell me what was in the contract."

His eyes fill with sympathy, anger swirling just beneath it. He controls his voice and states, "Your da promised ya to Dagan and Grady."

"But I'm married to you," I declare.

He hesitates, then adds, "He promised in the contract they could use ya however they wanted, and you were to act perfect and be at their beck and call."

"Why would he do that?"

"Because your da was a selfish bastard."

Was.

Is Da really dead?

My emotions hit me again. I cry out, "Did he ever love me?"

Tynan sighs. "Your da was an addict. At some point, he lost himself. He was always selfish though. He probably did love ya, but he loved himself and his addictions more. Maybe it's best if ya look at it that way."

"It doesn't matter how I look at it. It sucks all the way around," I claim.

"Aye, it sure does, and I'm sorry ya got shafted, princess," he declares.

I stare at the wall.

He holds a forkful of eggs in front of my mouth. "Have some protein, sunshine."

I eat the eggs, barely tasting them. Several minutes pass. I turn back toward him, asking, "Did ya send him to London?"

His face falls. He shifts in his seat. "Aye, I did."

"Did ya fly him there?"

He shakes his head. "No. I drove him there."

"And that's why ya were gone so long the night after our wedding?"

He nods. "Aye."

There's a knock on the door. I look up.

Tully steps inside. He offers me a kind smile. "Maeve, are ya doing okay?"

"Yea. I'm fine, Tully."

"Are ya sure?"

"Yea. I'm okay."

He hesitates a moment, then adds, "All right. Well, if ya need anything, ya know who to call. Okay?"

"Thanks, Tully," I say, touched that he cares so much about me. Then it hits me that he cares more about me than Da did.

Tully nods. "All right. Well, I've got work to do, but your Bugatti is back." He leaves the room.

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