Page 51 of Vow To The Devil


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"Well, well. The prodigal sons have finally returned." His mocking tone slices through me, as sharp as any knife. "Come to beg for forgiveness, have you?"

My stomach roils, but I keep my face blank. Show no weakness. "We need to talk."

Remy's sneer widens. "Oh, do we now? This ought to be interesting."

Remy turns and paces to sit behind his massive mahogany desk, fingers steepled under his chin. His pale eyes gleam with malice in the dim light.He reclines and looks from one of us to another.

Burn clears his throat. "Remy, we have come to tell you - "

"Spare me your pathetic attempts at courtesy." Remy's voice is icy. "You've wasted enough of my time already. Out with it, or get out of my sight."

I brace myself, searching for the right words. How do you tell a man like Remy Morgan that your brother knocked up your wife, but everything is fine between you two?

I jump in. "Remy, we wanted to talk to you about your heir."

He goes still. "Are you about to tell me that there is no heir?"

"What?" Burn shakes his head. "No."

Remy fixes me with a stern glance. "You two need to come out with it. You're making me nervous."

I rub my hands together. "Talia is pregnant."

"I know that," Remy spits.

"The baby is Burn's."

I have never seen shock on Remy's aged face. He seems too wizened and knowing to be scandalized by anything.

But at my words, his jaw drops. His face goes scarlet. "I don't think I heard you correctly."

Burn clears his throat to speak but I shake my head.

"Burn fathered the child. But Talia and I are going to raise it together."

"Like hell you will!" Remy bursts out. "You can’t be Talia’s husband. You have to let her go and file for an annulment. Burn will have to be the one to marry her. And he'll have to take over the company. There is no way that I'm going to let a degenerate liar like you raise the child. That's my heir!"

Burn and I glance at one another. So much for Remy understanding.

"It's already decided," Burn says. "Talia agrees that she wants to stay with Dare."

"Who cares what she wants??" Remy screams. "Are you both trying to kill me?"

"We wanted to tell you first," I say. "Man to man."

There's a beat of silence. Then Remy erupts from his chair, face contorted with rage. "You foolish, worthless boy!" He hurls a crystal decanter at my head. I duck just in time, and it shatters against the wall, raining glass and brandy.

"How dare you disgrace this family like this!" Another object whistles through the air and Burn yanks me out of the way. My heart pounds as Remy continues his tirade, grabbing anything within reach and flinging it at us.

"Get out!" he thunders, eyes wild and spittle flying from his lips. "Get out before I throw you both out myself!"

Burn grabs my arm and pulls me toward the door. No point arguing now. We flee from the study with Remy's furious shouts chasing after us, escaping with our lives intact, if not our dignity.

So much for presenting a unified front. Remy can't be reasoned with, not when he's like this. All we can do now is weather the storm - and figure out where to go from here.

ChapterTwenty-Four

DARE

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