AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Don’t you dare walk out that door!” Charles roars as Alistair, Gabriel, and I walk toward it.
“Get fucked, Charles,” Alistair mutters.
“This isn’t over!”
Gabriel’s jaw clenches as he reaches for the knob. “Charles?—”
“She signed a goddamnblood marker!”
Everything goes still. Gabriel’s eyes narrow. So do Alistair’s before they slowly swivel to lance into me. He raises one brow as if to say “You didn’t actually fuckingdothat, did you?”
My throat bobs as I swallow a lump in my throat. When I slowly nod, I watch my brothers’ faces pale.
“Tempest…” Gabriel hisses under his breath.
Charles laughs coldly as the three of us slowly turn to face him. “Not a contract. Not an agreement,” he sneers. “A goddamnblood marker. And you might choose not to participate in the world that is governed by those, but believe me, that world won’t care.”
He levels his eyes at me, his nostrils flaring.
“Tempestismarrying Dante Sartorre now, and there is nothinganyof us can do to change that.” His lips curl. “Now, the prudentthing would be to sit down and figure out how this affects the family?—”
“You mean how it affectsyouand your personal mafia wheeling and dealing,” Alistair hisses. “Which I couldn’t give less of a fuck about, Charles.”
Gabriel yanks open the office door, and Charles is still roaring as my brother pulls me through and kicks the door shut behind us. No sooner are we all out of Charles’ apartment and in the hallway than Gabriel slams me against the wall, his face livid. Alistair looks just as menacing and furious standing behind him.
“You did fuckingwhat?!”
“He was going to force Maeve to marry that fucking pig!” I snap. “What the hell else was I supposed to do?!”
“Not go anywhere fuckingnearDante Sartorre, for a start!” Alistair snaps coldly.
I roll my eyes. “You know, it’s slightly insulting that you think I’m dumb enough not to know you’re both members of his little sex club.”
My brothers glance at each other nervously, and then back to me.
“That’s for…business,” Gabriel grunts.
“Yeah,business.” I pantomime a blowjob motion as Gabriel makes a face.
“Do me a favor and literallyneverdo that in front of me again,” he groans, looking positively ill.
“Then domea favor and stop insulting my intelligence! I don’t know how many times I need to say this, but I had to do something. Maeve is family.”
Alistair’s eyes narrow. “She’s Charles’ daughter with?—”
“She. Is.Family,” I hiss viciously. “Period! Full stop!” I glare at them both. “Wow, I guess I’m the only one who understands what that means.”
The two of them are silent for a second, sharing a glance before they look back at me.
“Did youreallysign the blood marker?” Gabriel grunts.
I nod, and he groans as he squeezes his eyes shut.
“I mean, Jesus Christ, Tempest…”
A shiver riffles down my back. There’s something about the gravitas with which they’re both treating this that has me suddenly feeling the full weight of it, too.
The full fear.
