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I debate on whether I should leave her on read or not, but the truth is, she never asked for what happened, we did it because we wanted to.
Me
It’s dealt with, lose my number.
Lani
Will you hate me forever?
Hate is a word I don’t use often, it seems so final. Do I despise her? Yes. Do I wish death upon her? No. I could never wish that on her even if she fucked me over. She hid who she was from Chaos, but not me. I knew from the start who she was and where she came from. I just didn’t care because I wanted her.
I scoff to myself, of course the first girl I fall for my brother has to go and steal from me and fall in love with her as well.
Oh shit, did I not mention that Lailani is the girl we killed the heir for? Whoops, yup. Turns out a female really can make a man commit murder. Chaos used her to keep me with him but in the end, even he couldn’t help but fall in love with the girl who owned my heart. Before I can reply, my phone starts vibrating in my hand with an incoming call. I don’t think as I answer it.
“Havoc?” The sound of her melodic voice has me slamming my eyes closed and praying for strength.
“What do you want?” I clip out.
“The same thing I have always wanted,” she whispers.
“Don’t,” I snarl.
“What do you want me to say?” I shake my head even though she can’t see me.
“Nothing, there is nothing you can say.”
She sighs on the other end of the phone and I hate that I stand here wishing she would just tell me a story, so I can listen to her voice and lull myself into dreaming that the past never happened and we were just Lani and Hav again.
“I’m sorry that you had to do what you did. He won’t stop, Havoc.”
“Your father is a cunt,” I growl. She scoffs.
“Tell me something I don’t know. The Vargas boy was one of many, you can’t end everyone he tries to marry me off to.” I frown.
“Wait, what do you mean?”
“About what?”
“I thought the heir was forcing you into marriage?”
“No, I told Chaos my father arranged the marriage so he could expand into Colombia and come for your uncle.” I’m grinding my teeth so fucking hard I fear they will crack. Chaos lied to me. He told me Lailani was being forced into marriage with the heir against hers and her family’s wishes. He said they didn’t have the numbers to go against the Colombians so we had to help her. “Oh my God, you didn't know?”
“It doesn’t matter,” I force out through clenched teeth.
“Of course it does! When are you going to learn that he isn't any good for you, Havoc?” My anger starts to burn hot inside me. “Everyone thinks you are dark and closed off but the truth is, he made you like that. He is the one who can’t live without you–”
“Fuck you! You don’t ever get to speak about my brother like that. I’m the way I am because you fucked me over and ruined any chance I had at being happy. This is on you not him!” I end the call and throw my phone across the room and relish in the sound of it shattering against the wall. One day I am going to get my revenge on that girl and it is going to be the sweetest fucking thing I have tasted. Watching her break in front of me, will be everything I have ever wanted. I’m going to use her broken pieces to patch myself back together.
Royal
We’ve been stuck herefor three days and I am about to lose my fucking mind!
I hate being back here and living under my father’s rule. He thinks because he wears the title ofDonthat it makes him superior, it doesn’t. He may think he is better than the rest of us but he isn’t. He was just the firstborn and got to wear the crown of this family and that’s it. I need a fucking drink. I make my way toward the kitchen to get a beer but as I pass my dad’s office he calls out.
“Royal, come here.” I slam my eyes closed and pray for patience. I fucking hate being ordered around. I enter his office and I have to admit I’m surprised to find him alone here. “Take a seat.” Curiosity gets the better of me, which is the only reason I obey his command without argument. He continues to flick through a stack of papers and type away on his computer while I sit here and wait. I take the time to look him over. He’s always worn suits and I don’t understand why, the fucking things are so restricting. His hair is graying now but he still holds that natural don’t fuck with me look on his face. I doubt that will ever go away.
When he curses beneath his breath and darts his gaze to me, something flickers in the depths of his brown eyes and it sets me on edge.
