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While I see traces of a polished princess, right now, she’s a hot mess. And it’s my brother’s fault.
I have to fix this.
“I can pay her bail,” I say in a loud, firm voice.
She looks at me with horror in her eyes, and yanks on her lawyer’s sleeve, furiously shaking her head.
“Mate, what are you doing?” Taryn whispers.
Cormac stands up, gawking at me with a look of confusion.
How could he not have seen the massive risk he was taking with her? Is he that far gone? Or does he just not know who she is?
How could he not? We all grew up together. We mingled at fundraisers and other parties. Us, the Russians, and the Italians.
“I’m bailing her out.”
“What about your brother?” Taryn looks at me like I’ve lost my mind.
I give Cormac a cold, dead stare for putting me in a position to choose sides.
“He stays right here.”
CHAPTER EIGHT
Ana
Darragh is here. In Las Vegas. In this courtroom.
Cormac’s gone pale as shit, but he also looks livid. Darragh bailed me out and not his own brother.
Our eyes connect and the way his stare lingers as I’m hauled away by a court officer, I know he recognizes me.
Damn it!
An hour later, I’m led out of the processing room.
I stand there in this ugly, gray jumpsuit staring at polished and beautiful Darragh O’Rourke. He’s Cormac’s identical twin, but there is nothing identical about them anymore.
“Where are her clothes?” Darragh asks my lawyer, not making eye contact with me.
He’s just as tall with wide shoulders and has the same golden blond hair. Cormac always dressed casually and has a wild streak, like me.
Darragh is all GQ and sophistication with a cold and chiseled air about him.
Cormac lives on the edge, but Darragh has always been strait-laced, playing by the rules. As far as I know.
I gawk at Darragh like my eyes are glued to him. He’s so clean-cut and stylish. It’s easy to see how much Cormac has changed. What the drugs and the booze have done to him.
It happened slowly, and I didn’t see it until he and his brother were in the same room.
Just like that, everything changes.
So much snaps into focus in a short amount of time. What I’ve been through.
It all catches up to me, and my anger finally surfaces.
My mind fights for a response to Darragh as far as where my clothes are.
