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Lexy gasps in horror at my words. Her blue eyes glistening.

“Jordin that’s...Oh my God I’m so sorry. It’s no wonder your grandfather hates us so much. I would to if it was my mom. I knew Eric was unhinged but this is on another level of crazy. He needs locked away in a psych ward for this. Oh my God, oh my God Jordin, I live in his house. My mom is sharing a bed with that monster,” she quickly says in a blind panic.

Shaking my head I tell her that it wasn’t Eric who killed Viola, but the family of her lover. I tell her about the arrangement Ian had with the Garo’s, and about the truce that was broken when they found out that my family had kept the information about her running away from them. They saw it as a betrayal. I really want to break down and cry but I’m sick of crying. I’ve had my whole life turned upside down in the space of a week. I don’t even know who I am anymore. I need to face up to this and focus on the things I can’t change and being a Maloti is one of them. I need to acknowledge that my life as I knew it is over, and if being a Maloti means I need to start acting like one then I need to show my strength.

“What about poor Millie? What does she think about all this?”

“I didn’t even get to say goodbye to her Lex. I don’t even know how to reach her with Ian watching my every move. I’ve no phone, nothing.”

“Here,” she says handing me her red iPhone. “Take this and hide it. Use it to call her when they aren’t watching.”

Taking it, I thank her with every bit of sincerity I can muster.

“But what will you do without a phone. Don’t you need one for yourself?”

“I switched off find my iPhone, so I’ll just tell my mom I lost it and get her or Eric to buy me a new one so don’t worry,” she says softly.

“Your amazing. Do you know that?” I tell her honestly feeling a rush of excitement knowing I can finally talk to Millie.

For now I need to play the part of being a good granddaughter to please Ian. Pretend that I’m happy to be a part of his family and that I’m adapting to being a Maloti with pride. And I know exactly the way to do it. Then in time I can speak with Ian and get him to allow visits with her. Surely he couldn’t say no to that. She’s innocent in all of this just as much as I am. I wonder if she’s thought about me. If she’s missing me but I already know deep down that she’s been pining for me just as much as I’ve been pining for her. Right now she is the only thing keeping me going but it’s getting harder to stay afloat on a raft that’s slowly sinking.

Chapter Fifty-three

Caleb

AMaloti?Howthefuck is Jordin a Maloti? This isn’t happening. How the fuck is this happening? I knew she was tied into all this somehow but never in a million years did I see this coming. I fist my hair in my hands because surely someone is fucking with me right now. I pound my fist sideways into the hard brick wall to relieve some of the tension in my shoulders.

“Have a joint instead of a cigarette man it might calm you down a bit.” Colton pleads standing next to me with a joint in his out stretched hand like a useless fucking idiot with his useless advice.

“You think smoking a joint is going to calm me down asshole?”

He holds up his hands in surrender. “Just trying to help.”

I turn my rage to Saint.

“Did you know about this? Is this why Eric was so desperate for us to get into that house? Did he find out who she was? Is that why he pulled us back so quick when he found out she was a girl? Did he claim he found Ian’s long-lost granddaughter striking up a deal with him?”

He doesn’t say anything for a few seconds but looks just as pissed off as I do right now.

“Do you think for one second I would have allowed her near Lexy if I did?” he rages.

Fuck my heads so far up my ass right now I can’t even think straight. None of this makes any sense. Is James even her father? Is she Erics? No she couldn’t be. Eric knows that once a rose is chosen you can’t take her until your wedding night. It’s strictly forbidden and Ian wouldn’t have let Viola out of his sight where Eric was concerned. Maybe it wasn’t Eric he should have been watching all along. Is that why she ran? Was it because she got pregnant to another man knowing Eric would kill them both? Kill Viola with Jordin growing in her belly.

Fuck I feel like I’ve been kicked so hard in the balls.

“There’s no protecting her from this now, Caleb. Not from them. Once she’s in there’s no out!”

“You don’t fucking think I know that?” I yell in his face. “You don’t fucking think I know what this means? They will use her to get what they want. They don’t give a shit who gets hurt or killed in the process. Maloti didn’t give two shits about Viola. So why the fuck wouldn’t he sell Jordin off to the highest bidder too?”

We’ve all heard the stories from the mouths of the ones who were there that night at the council meeting that was called for peace after the war broke out. Ian didn’t give a shit about Viola’s death. All he cared about was the deal he got from them in recompense for her death. It’s always about territory, power, and gain. That’s all they care about. Maloti will parade her around as the lost mafia princess found again and every bastard will want her for themselves.

“He’s no idea of the danger he will put her in.” I say.

“Or maybe he does. Maybe he has something up his sleeve. Why else would he allow her out in public? Think about it. She’s still attending our school and without security except for those two pricks. Something doesn’t add up here.” Colton says.

I level my scowl at him.

Scratching his head he continues, “Time will tell I guess but she’s not our problem. she’s there’s so let the Maloti whore go,” Colton tells me.

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