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The man who means everything to me.

Chapter 23

Tarek

Iwon’t lie and say my time in the Catoli house has been bad. It hasn’t. I’ve helped the asshole take a few more shipments from Mask’s chapter, and they have been putting on a show of looking for it. That seemed to have appeased him for now.

The best part of all of this is being with Pierson. We talk. We can’t fuck all the time, but when you’re trapped with someone every day, all day, you find something to do, and talking is what it is. She tells me things, things about her past. I learned her father didn’t like how some of his men looked at her, so they were never put on her security detail. I learned she loves lilies and the color blue.

Spending time with her has made things that much clearer for me. The reason I’m here and willing to put my life on the line. It’s her. It’s all about her. She’s everything I could have ever wanted, and I can’t see walking out of this place without her. If I even walk out of here at all.

“You look like you’re lost in thought,” she says, breaking my moment.

“I was.”

“What were you thinking about?”

“You.” She smiles as I sit in the chair in the corner of her room, watching her on the bed with a book in her hand. She looks so innocent like this. So young.

“What about me?”

“Just how much this time with you has meant to me.”

“The time we’ve been stuck here?” she asks with a little laugh.

“I don’t look at it that way. I don’t see it as bein’ stuck here. I’ve learned things about you. Things I probably wouldn’t have known otherwise,” I explain. She shifts on the bed, moving to lay her book down as she scoots closer to the headboard.

“Is it weird that I feel a connection to you?” she asks, looking shy about asking the question. I love that look on her. I wish I could see it more.

“Not at all. I feel it too.”

Her eyes widen in surprise as a smile curls her lips.

“You do?”

“I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t, Pierson.”

“The wedding is getting closer,” she says, a sigh leaving her lips.

“Your dad planned on me killin’ Issac.” Her head pops up, and her lips part, eyes locking with mine.

“What?”

“At the weddin’. As soon as you say I do.”

“But it isn’t going to get that far, right?” I shake my head.

“No. You’re not marryin’ that man.” The anger inside me burns at the thought, and my chest tightens.

“Then how is that going to work?”

“I don’t know yet. I need to talk to the guys. It’s been hell tryin’ to get out of here with everything goin’ on,” I tell her. She nods her head and brushes her hair away from her face.

“I know it’s a mess. I don’t see everything, but I can imagine.”

“I’ve set up some shit through the guys to keep your dad busy. I’ve made what calls I can and texted all the information I have.”

“So what happens next?” she asks me. I scrub my hand over my face and sigh before sitting back in the chair.

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