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Mom would have, too, which I’m guessing is why Dad didn’t want her to see it.
I don’t always know who Mom’s fucking aside from Dad, but I do know she was involved with this guy a few months ago—the affair is why they’re so loved up now. Dad was pissed at her because she was more careless than usual. A friend spotted them out together and asked him about it.
Fucking someone else is one thing, apparently, but embarrassing him is unacceptable.
I didn’t know the guy well and didn’t like him since my loyalty lies with my father, but he’s the last person I would expect to off himself. He was new money and acted like it. Cocky and self-important, always telling stories about his travels and boasting about his accomplishments every chance he got.
Suspicion stirs in my gut.
I suppose it could be a coincidence, but is it?
Maybe I’ll ask him about it tomorrow.
Maybe I won’t.
Right now, I need to go let my lovely little captive out of her cage and make her start falling in love with me.
Chapter Twenty-three
Sophie
When the lock disengages, I’m sitting on the fur-covered chair Silvan sat on last time we were in here, when he had all the answers, so he sat back and watched me do all the work.
I don’t rush to jump up. I don’t even know if he’s letting me out or if he’s coming in.
There’s no bathroom in here, so surely, he doesn’t mean to keep me locked in here the whole time.
I’m relieved when he drops the axe on the ground inside the room and offers his hand.
“Am I free now?” I ask, a bit sourly.
“No,” he says, his green eyes glinting with mischief. “Just moving you to a comfier cage.”
“What a prince.” I take his hand anyway and follow him out of the escape room.
“I think you’ll change your tune once you’re in my bed. It’s extremely comfortable.”
“For you, maybe. I don’t have any of my stuff. I don’t have my books or clothes. I have homework, you know.”
“I’ll send Hugh for your things tomorrow,” he assures me. “As for clothes, I like buying you things, and I have plenty of gifts I haven’t given you yet.” He slides a hand around my waist and tugs me close, pressing a kiss to my temple. “Not that you’ll need them most of the time. We’ll sleep naked and tangled together.”
“Sounds hot.”
He smirks. “I agree.”
My cheeks warm. “That isnotwhat I meant.”
“Obviously, I didn’t have time to get your toiletries from your place, so I stole some of my mom’s. I’ll have Hugh bring that stuff tomorrow, too, but you’ll have to make do for tonight.”
“I don’t really think I need all my stuff,” I say a touch hesitantly. “I’m not moving in.”
He falls quiet for long enough that I start to worry, then he says, “You’ll be staying here for the weekend.”
I don’t say anything right away. Knowing he just talked to his parents after I specifically told them he kidnapped me… I’m not sure what that means. I guess he lied to them.
“Will I see your parents again?”
His lips tug up faintly as he twists a doorknob and pushes open what I presume is his bedroom, then he tugs me inside. “Yes, but don’t bother telling on me anymore.”
