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Finn’s lips heave. “You’re my kind of woman.”
I roll my eyes and then avert them away, awaiting the song to be over so we can go back and take our seats.
He can tease and threaten all he wants, but the end result is still going to be the same.
I’m getting out of here.
And I’m getting away from Finnegan O’Clery.
18
FINN
I’ve never feltmuch for my brothers other than loyalty, faithfulness, and comradery.
But tonight, the thought of killing them single-handedly crossed my mind several times because they won’t leave well enough alone.
Especially since, now, I have a wife.
There’s been no secret about what this was or what it’ll ever be. The endgame remains the same. My family’s rewards will arrive faster than before, but they insistthat Haven stays in my room tonight for appearances.
And now I can’t stop staring at her.
The white wedding gown she wore today surprised even me when I couldn’t stop staring at her walking toward me.
All I could think of wasmine.
No one else in the world could have her but me.
The only thing I’ve ever fully possessed in this world that I didn’t have to share with my family, and for once, I allow my selfishness to bask in that fact alone.
The white fabric that clung to her body was made for sin, and that’s all I know how to do. So innocent looking with that wild red hair, and in any other scenario, she’d be perfect for me.
I even wore the red handkerchief for her.
Her.
Because ever since I saw her again under the guise that she was going to be my wife after killing her ex-fiancé, red has become my new favorite color.
My mother knew how to dress her up flawlessly to please appearances. However, what was more than interesting was that it was all Haven permitted my mother to do. Even though her body was attired appropriately, her hair was a mess. It almost gave her a crazed and unchained looked to her.
The latter isn’t true; however, I believe the unruly part is from going stir-crazy in the room she was held in for days.
And now she’s curled up on the floor in the corner of my bedroom and refused to move.
I’d offer her the space on my bed, but there’s no sugarcoating what this is. She is my prisoner, and there are no underlying feelings that make it otherwise.
Haven Kincaid will serve her purpose, and then I will kill her.
Easy as that.
My mother may wish for grandchildren and hope that will soften me, but that’s not in my DNA. I’m not tense like Arlo, and I’m definitely not my clown of a brother, Kohen.
I’m different.
I’m the animal that sits between them and gets to go out off my leash to handle things.
It’s when I get to be the freest.
