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“When his new henchmen arrived, we knew exactly which gang he had joined. The Russian mafia, who were allies of ours, which meant you were safe.”
“The Russian mafia,” she said incredulously.
“When you’re undercover, you make yourself indebted to certain people. There’s an honor system, and it works. We’ve been inducted into the oldest mafia family around, and once we knew his allies, it was easy to alienate him. We stopped ourselves from killing him because we wanted one more thing from him.”
Darien pulled out a pendant from his pocket.
She couldn’t believe what she was looking at. How was it possible? She had married the man and endured his presence during their engagement. Then she spent three years at his whim, on the promise that he would give it back to her.
She had come to her senses when she realized she had given him power over her. That’s when she ended the marriage and told him to go and fuck himself.
But while she had made peace with never getting her locket back, part of her never felt the same again. She had invested so much emotion into the piece of jewelry. She believed that if she touched it, she could say a proper goodbye to her father.
Tears streamed down her face as Emerson dropped the locket and chain into her palm. She closed her eyes and remembered the day they had taken the picture inside the locket.A picture of her and her father when she was six years old. A rare photo her mother hadn’t burned. He was meant to give it to Adrienne when she turned twenty-five. He never got around to it because he died of a heart attack after a poker game he lost to Desmond. That was how the pendant came to be in Desmond’s possession and how he held it over her.
Tears dripped from her eyes as she held it in her hands. In her heart, she said her goodbyes.
“We love you, Adrienne. We’ve loved you for what felt like an eternity before we got to touch you. We aren’t going anywhere. If you don’t want us, we’re still going to be following you. Protecting you. Killing any man who touches you.”
“What about Desmond? How was he your father?”
“Our mothers were maids at a mansion that belonged to a friend of his. He forced himself on them over time. They were too poor to raise children. He gave them money to get abortions, but instead, they gave us up for adoption.”
“I love you,” she said fiercely. “I love you with all my heart, soul, and life.”
They crushed her to them, taking full possession of her without any dark clouds hovering around them. She didn’t need to ask what had happened to Desmond. It didn’t matter since he would never be a problem in their lives again.
EPILOGUE
Adrienne didn’t think her husbands could get any more protective, but she was wrong. Six months into her pregnancy, they showed her another level of possessive protectiveness that could break records.
And she loved every moment of it.
She didn’t know exactly what happened to Desmond Morton except that he just disappeared off the face of the earth. She would have it no other way either.
THE END
