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“Fuck you,” I sneer. “You’re not getting your hands on her again.”
“You want to bet?”
With the barrel of the gun pressed to my temple, he forces me to turn to watch as Victor assesses the state of my wife.
“I do understand why my boys were so taken by her.”
“Kane wasn’t though, was he?” I bark, needing him to know that I have all Alana’s secrets. There is nothing he can say that will turn me against my wife. Nothing.
“Oh, you are such a fool,” he mutters, dropping to his haunches to get a better look.
I struggle to swallow through the giant lump of fear that’s clogged in my throat. I want to fight, but Kurt’s gun is ever-present digging into my skin.
I won’t give them the satisfaction of taking me out like this.
They think they’re going to taunt me until I break, but that is never going to happen.
I am stronger than them.
“She was mine first,” he sneers, “never forget that.”
My teeth grind, but it’s the only visible reaction I give.
But then Victor reaches out and my entire body jolts with the need to do something.
“Careful, boy. She wouldn’t look so pretty with your brain splattered all over her pretty skin.”
Disgust rolls through me as he tucks his finger beneath the hem of my shirt she’s wearing, exposing her.
“Oh, you really have been a lucky, lucky boy, huh, Maverick?”
“Get your fucking hands off her.”
Allowing the fabric to drop back into place, he holds them up in surrender.
“I’m not touching. Not yet,” he adds darkly, pushing to full height again.
As he turns to me, ready to spit some more venom, a quiet whimper comes from Alana.
“We need to get out of here,” Dad says.
Silently Victor and Kurt agree.
“Back to my previous question,” Dad says, turning his eyes on me. Eyes that are so fucking similar to mine it disproves everything I said earlier about him not being my father.
“How are you going to play this?”
Everything in me wants to fight, to take the hard route and see if I can come out on top. But one look at my wife and I know what my answer is going to be.
She needs me right now and there is no fucking way I’m fucking this up more than I already have.
“Do what you have to do,” I offer. “Just… don’t take her from me.”
“Aw, don’t worry, Mav. We’ll make sure you have a front-row seat to everything we have planned.”
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