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“This is yours. You can change it any way you’d like. I want you to be comfortable here,” Liam told me.
I wouldn’t be staying, but I didn’t say that. I had a lot to figure out. I wanted to go back to Blaise, but I wanted to find out about my beginning. What my parents had been like, what had happened, his side of the story.
“This is nice,” I replied.
He smiled. “Come this way. Let’s get you fed and talk some.”
I followed him back into the hallway, and this time, we turned right and went all the way to the end. I hadn’t noticed the door at the end. It blended in with the walls. Liam opened it, and we walked into what looked like a large living room or perhaps a gathering room. There was a pool table, a bar, two black leather sofas, and a television. Some bookshelves on the far-right wall were full, and I wondered what men covered in tattoos read.
“This is what we call the library,” he said and waved his hand toward the sofas. “Please, have a seat.”
Twenty-Three
Blaise
“WHERE THE FUCK IS HE THEN?” I roared as I picked up a lamp to my right and threw it against the wall.
“Liam left yesterday,” Huck said. “Gage is headed to Miami to check the clubs that The Judgment owns. He’ll find someone who knows where Liam is.”
I slammed my fist into the wall. The rage inside of me was consuming me. I would kill every person involved. Every motherfucker who touched her. She was mine, and somehow, they’d taken her right from under my nose. Which meant there was a traitor among us. The same fucker who had put that envelope at her door. I was going to kill them. Slowly. They would suffer, and I would laugh while I watched it.
“Angel is screaming,” Gina said behind me. “You’re scaring her.”
“Then, take her to Garrett’s!” I yelled at her. I needed Gina out of my sight anyway. “Go with her. Stay there. I don’t want to look at you.”
I heard her sharp intake of breath. When she didn’t move, the fury inside me felt like it was going to burst out of my chest.
“GO! I can’t fucking look at you!”
She turned and ran from the room then.
The cameras in the house hadn’t shown anything unusual. I could see where Madeline had gotten ready, but then nothing. It was as if Madeline had never been here, like she had disappeared. When I had tracked her phone, I had found it downstairs, under the fucking sofa. She wouldn’t have put it there. I had texted her good morning and told her I loved her. She responded immediately saying she loved me too. Then things had gotten busy and I hadn’t texted anything more. Those were the only text she had received and sent today.
Gina had sworn she saw nothing. Heard nothing. The cameras had shown Gina leaving through the gate in her car with those fucking black tinted windows. She never used the car, and she knew there was no tracker on it.
She was lying to me, and I swore to God if she had anything to do with this, I would shoot her between the eyes and walk away.
“You don’t know Gina did anything,” Levi said.
“No, I don’t. But it’s a fucking coincidence that the cameras were manipulated again, and we don’t even see proof Madeline was in this house on the video feed. If Gina didn’t do this, then she’ll get to live. But I’m gonna need some solid proof this time,” I replied.
“If Liam took her, then she’s safe. She’s his daughter. He won’t kill her or rape her.”
Levi was trying to calm me down. Nothing would calm me down.
“He took my woman,” I said, glaring at him. “And she’s pregnant with my baby.”
“Fuuuck,” Levi replied, his eyes going wide.
I hadn’t told any of them that yet. I was still digesting it myself.
“Jesus Christ,” Huck swore.
I stalked toward the door. “I want her found. I want her back here in my bed. Gina and Angel need to be moved out. Even if Gina had nothing to do with this, I can’t look at her. I don’t want her around me. She was the only person who could tell me something, and she swears she knows nothing. I won’t ever fucking believe that. There was no one else in this house.”
I stopped when I reached the door and gripped the handle so tightly that I felt as if I could crush it in my hand. “If it isn’t Liam,” I said as my chest felt like a boulder had slammed into it, “if she is hurt or—” I stopped. I couldn’t even say the word. Not about Madeline. I was supposed to protect her, and she’d been taken from me. “No one is safe because nothing will matter to me anymore.”
