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“It’s not for me, sir, it’s for her.” Dad flicks his gaze to me. Whatever he sees in my eyes has him growling and releasing Kacey with a shove.
“You have two minutes,” he snaps. Kacey wastes no time turning to me and gathering me in his arms. I don’t hide from my feelings, I let them out and wrap my arms around him and hold him tightly, not wanting to let go. Kacey places a kiss to the top of my head as he holds me against his chest then pushes me back. The pained look in his blue eyes kills me. I don’t realize I’m crying until he brushes my tears away with his thumbs.
“Chanel Murelo, I love you.” His words have a strangled sound coming from me, fuck it hurts to hear those words coming from him when I know it will be the first and last time I ever get to hear them. “I am so sorry, baby, for everything I have done, said and put you through.”
“Kacey–” He shushes me and smiles brokenly.
“Let me finish, I’m on the clock.” He tries to ease the heartache with a joke but it doesn’t work. “I’m sorry for a lot of things, baby, but I am not sorry for chasing you around like a love sick puppy until you finally gave in and let me talk to you. You will always be the best fucking part of me. Never change who you are, mysinfully dreadfulbeauty, because you're worth fighting for, baby. Thank you for allowing me to not only be in your presence but giving me a chance to know what it’s like to be loved by a real life goddess.” The sob that tears out of me is silenced by his kiss. He grips my face tightly between his hands as I cling to his shirt, trying to anchor him to me. He pours all his love for me into this kiss. I do the same, telling him without words I fucking love him and forgive him for lying to me.
The sound of a gun cocking has him breaking our kiss with a sigh. He rests his forehead against mine. I keep my eyes closed, not wanting to see him walk away. His lips press gently against my forehead before he withdraws his touch. I feel cold and empty without his presence. It takes me a minute to work up the courage to open my eyes. When I do, I break. Ro and Benny flank him on either side as he walks away with his hands in his pockets and his head hung low. Xav shoots me a sad smile before following after his friends.
“Kacey!” I shout as I take off. My dad tries to reach for me, but I dodge him. One of Marco’s guys tries to block me, so I punch the fucker right in the nose. Kacey’s eyes are wide as he spins around to see me coming. I launch myself at him and he catches me with ease. I seal my lips to his and pour everything I am into this kiss so he can take a part of me with him. I hear my dad shouting behind me and know for Kacey’s safety I have to let him go. Pulling back he gently places me on my feet and forces a sad smile on his face. “I love you,” I blurt, shock colors his features.
He grips the back of my neck and pulls me flush against himself. “Say it again,” he demands.
“I love you.” His lips are on mine again, but this time there is a fire brewing inside me, a need so strong that I gasp when he pulls back and stares down at me with a fierce look in his eyes.
“I’ll fight my way back to you, Sin, Don’t fucking give up on me.”
“Never,” I promise. He takes one last look at me before turning around and walking away with my heart in the palm of his fucking hand. I may have just given him the power to destroy me, but I can’t find it within myself to care, because admitting my feelings out loud for the first time, has me feeling lighter than I ever have.
I’m in love with a man who betrayed my family.
KACEY
I’m standing on the hill at the back of the cemetery. My parents didn’t want me here but I couldn’t stay away. Marcus was my brother and as much I hate what he did with his life, I still loved him. It fucking sucks to not be up there next to his casket with my parents and Ash, but I know my presence down there would just cause pain for my mom and dad so I chose to stay back and watch from a distance.
I was shocked to get a call from Havoc three days after walking away from Chanel to tell me that Chaos was bringing my family home to bury my brother. I knew the twins and a few of theMemento Moriguards would be here in case the Albanians showed up. They aren’t that ballsy, so I know there is no chance of them showing their faces. I’ve been dedicating my time to hunting Halil. Owen called me and told me I had to come in. I know it’s because they found Omar’s body, theMemento Moriwanted his body found so Halil knew he was being hunted.
I know my only shot at finding out where the fuck Halil is hiding, is to go back to the office, but how the fuck can I do that when I know Quintin is the mole and setting Owen up to take the fall for his botched warrant. If I don’t take Q down, then all the Albanian soldiers we arrested will go free. These soldiers weren’t just runners, they were key players in Halil’s operation, which is why the bastard is hiding. We took down his main team and now, he is floundering. The sound of footsteps draws my attention. I peek out of the corner of my eye to see Royal walking toward me. Unlike me, who is dressed in a suit and tie, he wears jeans, Converse and a plain gray shirt with a pair of Ray Ban sunglasses that match my own.
“I’ve never seen her cry before,” he says as he comes to stand next to me. I keep my gaze forward and watch the service. I want to punch his fucking face in but I know all that will do is start more shit. Unlike him, I don’t have an endless flow of money that can buy my way out of a fucked-up situation.
“Lucky you,” I deadpan. He turns to face me but I refuse to look at him, I don’t owe this cunt anything.
“You’ve seen her cry?” The dumbfounded tone of his voice has me wanting to laugh but I manage to stop myself.
“Yes,” I grit out.
“When?”
“The night she found out I was an undercover agent.” He blows out a breath and nods. I can tell he’s shocked by my declaration, but I don’t say anything. I mean, what the fuck does someone like me, an FBI agent, say to the Don of the biggest crime family in Miami. I should be arresting him or trying to work an angle to take him and his business down but… I can’t. I’m finally seeing clearly for the first time in my life, not everything is black and white and a lot of lines are blurred.
“Does she mean enough to you to give up what you love most?” His solemn tone isn’t lost on me. The fact he isn’t referring to her in past tense has me believing they didn’t kill her for loving me. “I can see the question on your face.”
“What question?”
“I think we are past the point of hiding who we truly are, Kacey Calvin Vaughn, born September 12th, 1999. You are the youngest agent to ever be recruited by the feds, and within four years of working at the bureau, you have imprisoned more kingpins than men triple your age. You’re a good agent, Kacey, that is clear.” I finally turn to face him, he does the same.
“You read my file, want a fucking pat on the back?”
“Ask me the question you want to know the answer to and stop being a bitch,” he snarls.
“Is she alive?” My heart skips a beat as I wait for his reply. The fucker takes his time on purpose so I can stew on it.
“Chanel broke our code. She knew she fucked up when she let you live. She also fucked up worse when she didn’t come to me about you trying to use her to rat–”
“That doesn’t answer my question,” I snap angrily.
