Page 60 of We Three Kings


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Genuine laughter rips through the room, and I chuckle too in spite of myself. It’s refreshing to see him this way—the way he used to be. Seraphina already has a positive impact on him, and he hasn’t even met her yet.

“Yeah, but I want to hear it from you.”

I’m happy to oblige his request. “She had a shitty childhood but somehow she’s still sweet and cheerful.”

“What do you meanshitty?”

All the humor disappears, and he taps his fingertip on the chair arm. A sign of impatience as well as irritation, demanding an answer.

“She and her brother ended up in foster care when she was four. Assholes abused them until she finally aged out of the system.”

His gaze bores into me. “You’ve taken care of that, I assume.”

His voice is hard, implying if I haven’t, I’d better be quick about ensuring they pay for their crimes. “M’s using them for practice on the daily.”

The fury in his body softens a bit. Unfortunately, I have to tell him the rest, which will upset him too. “Her brother died from a brain tumor.”

Cancer’s insidious not only to the patient. We both feel that to our cores.

“Now she has some good friends that look out for her, but—”

“You’ve taken over that too.”

Possessiveness I’ve only ever experienced for Seraphina surges inside me. “Yep. She wants for nothing and is under my protection.”

“And she’s not bitter and fucked up from what they did to her?”

I shake my head. My cock thickens in my pants from the thought of my amazing girl. “Surprisingly not. She’s pure sugar. Always smiling and laughing. Loves Christmas too. I took her on a sleigh ride at a holiday event at the park, and you’d think she won a million bucks or something she was so excited.”

“That is surprising.”

“The only thing I notice is she’s desperate for affection. Any opportunity to hug or cuddle she grabs it. When I give her attention, she eats it up. It’s crazy but that’s all she really seems to want.”

Now the smirk returns. “I’m sure you’ve taken care of that too, I assume.”

“Of course.”

I slide out my phone and tap the image London sent me when she was busting my balls, bitching at me to go get Seraphina from the football game. Thank fuck I didn’t let my stubbornness get in the way of listening to my friend.

I twist around the screen so he can see my angel. She’s trying hard to look professional in her employee photo, but her innocent nature shines through. With her big brown eyes and bright smile, all I see is her sweetness.

He inspects the picture with a head bob. Grateful he approves, I shove the cell back in my inner coat pocket. “She’s stunning, isn’t she?”

“Yeah, she’s gorgeous.”

An expression flits across his face that I know from past experience means revenge. “Find out what happened to her birth parents. If they’re still alive, I want them to pay too for her ending up in foster care in the first place.”

His idea simultaneously pleases and irritates me. He’s as vengeful as I am. But why the fuck didn’t I think of that myself? “Done.”

“Keep me updated.”

The adamancy confirms he’s already protective of her too. If I don’t proactively let him know the status, he’ll be pissed. That’s a very good sign. “Will do.”

He beckons to me. “Let me see her one more time.”

No reason to argue, I grab my phone and give him another look. She really is beautiful.

“You better thank London.”

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