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“Get him to the hospital and put the plan in motion.”
“Yes.”
I hang up and think about the letter I made him write earlier, admitting to his crimes and apologizing. Along with several pieces of footage I got of him beating his family and even an ex-girlfriend who reported him for rape, but no one believed her since he’s such a charming guy everyone adores.
He’ll rot in prison for a long time.
The restless energy consumes me still, though. A part of me despises how easy this hunt had been and wishes to find a new outlet for my rage.
It multiplied by a thousand since Isla came to Chicago, running around digging into the past she shouldn’t and driving me insane with each breath she takes.
If obsession had been a human, it would be me. She consumes my mind and dark soul that craves to possess her so her independent and stubborn nature can rest and finally let go, succumbing to my desires and total control. Because the protective instinct within me needs to watch her twenty-four seven.
One of the reasons I got all these easy cases for her, or else she’d do something stupid. The idea of anyone hurting her sends me into a spiral of madness and rage so strong, I know I would destroy everything and everyone.
Which just proves to me once again I should stay away from her. I’ll suffocate her, and it won’t be enough for me.
I won’t rest until she gives up everything, living and breathing, only for me.
My screen flashes with Callum’s name on it. “What?” I bark, still angry with him for endangering Isla.
I’ve searched all over the country for the fucker who still causes her nightmares but came up empty-handed. It’s impossible to hide from me, so if he can, it means he has resources.
That complicates a lot of things and leaves her vulnerable. She should be hidden inside my mansion with a golden chain attached to her ankles so her wandering nature wouldn’t get her in trouble.
If this doesn’t prove how unstable I am when it comes to her, nothing else will.
“Ah! Is this a way to greet the bearer of good news? I think you and I deserve a second chance.”
Pinching the bridge of my nose, I ask, “Second chance?” Marriage must have damaged Callum’s brain. “Go fuck yourself, Callum.”
“Nuh-uh, my friend. I have some interesting news for you.”
Heading toward the stairs, I deadpan, “I doubt it.”
He chuckles, the crazy psycho. “You’re going to the club tonight, right?”
“This is your interesting news? Guessing my schedule?” I sigh dramatically, my tone getting high-pitched. “Oh, my Callum. I’m impressed and surprised at the same time. Who knew that’s possible?”
“Ask me how I know it.” Silence follows his request as I get to the mansion’s first floor, and Antonio nods at me, already grabbing someone to take downstairs while I go upstairs to prepare for tonight.
The dark four decided to have an impromptu meeting at our club, probably Remi getting into some kind of shit again, and since his shit usually has big repercussions, we all need to be there.
“Oh, come on, Octavius. Ask!” he teases, and I roll my eyes. “Fine. My wife told me.”
I pause midway, halting my movements at this. “Your wife?”
“Ah, I’ve got your attention now, huh?”
“Callum.” My voice leaves no room for further bullshit, and I hear him flicking a lighter as he takes a greedy pull of his smoke and exhales loudly in my ear.
“Isla informed her about her plans tonight to ambush you in the club and do whatever the hell you both do with each other.”
Fucking hell.
I banned her from all my properties and ignored her so the fucker hunting us both would calm down and see how indifferent I am toward her and choose a different strategy to attack.
A monster recognizes a monster, and what a better way to kill one if not to use his weakness? He pushes her in my direction to hurt us both, and I won’t allow it.
