Page 77 of Stolen Hearts


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Cillian frowns. “I know it’s the reason my brother killed your father, when he confronted him about it.”

That’s the other part of this shitty bedtime story. When Gavan’s adoptive father, Vadim—Svetlana’s brother—confronted the married man who’d been having an affair with his sister, things got violent, and Declan ended up killing Vadim.

“It’s complicated” doesn’t even begin to cut it.

Gavan nods. “So, as you already know from what I found on that hard drive from Drazen, there was a child that came from that affair.”

Cillian nods. “Yeah, and I’ve been looking into it, for obvious reasons.”

He glances at me, and my jaw tightens.

“Obvious reasonsbeing that this kid is technically Declan’s heir?” I grunt.

He nods. “Pretty much. But I haven’t found a goddamn thing. And believe me, I’ve looked.”

“I…might’ve found something a few days ago, when I was going through some of the files on Drazen’s hard drive.”

Cillian’s sharp green eyes dart to Gavan’s. “And?”

“Your old friend Owen Foley apparently had microphones recording everything that went on in his office.”

Oh, really. Owen was a long-time ally and head of one of the most powerful Kildare vassal families. Until the bastard showed his true colors.

I’ve definitely gone and pissed on his grave on more than one occasion since then.

“And what, pray tell,” Cillian growls dangerously, “areinthese recordings?”

Gavan nods. “There’s not a lot on the hard drive. Drazen only got a few audio clips, and most of them were just Owen stuffing his face or getting a blowjob from his favorite working girl.”

I make a mental note to fill my bladder and go visit Owen’s grave again soon.

“But…I think you’ll be interested in this particular one.”

Gavan holds up his phone and hits the play button on an audio file.

“I don’t fucking like it, Owen.”

Cillian and I both snap to attention, glancing sharply at each other as Declan’s voice rattles out of the phone.

“He’s going to find out some day,” Declan growls tensely.

“Take a breath, Dec,” Owen urges. “You’re overthinking this. He doesn’t know. He neverhasto know. That’s the decision you made years ago.”

“Overthinking?” Declan snaps. “The fuck am I going to do when he realizes he’s my kid? Fuck.”

Owen sighs. “I told you. You should have had her taken care of the second she told you she was pregnant.”

Declan barks a cold laugh. “Right, sure, and bring the weight of that entire fucking organization down on my ass. Yeah, solid fucking plan, Owen.”

“Is this fucking for real?” Ares hisses.

Cillian’s green eyes narrow and he holds up a finger, nodding silently as the recording goes on.

“The fuck am I supposed to do when he realizes he’s got a goddamn empire with his goddamn name on it.”

“But itdoesn’thave his name on it,” Owen protests. “I don’t see Kildare on that birth certificate, do you?”

“He’s an angry kid, Owen.”

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