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“I’m right, Emerson. I’ve known you almost our whole lives. You love her. Tell her. Tonight should have shown you how short life can be. If you love her, tell her.”
“I—” I’m cut off by a sleepy voice.
“Just tell me you love me, you giant, violent asshole.”
When I glance at Alistair, I can't help but notice his clenched fist pressed against his mouth. His lips twitch, trying to hold back laughter, but his eyes give away his amusement. With a fierce death glare, I direct my attention to the mother of our child, who is peacefully nestled between us. “I love you, Little Star,” I murmur.
“I love you too. Now go to sleep. I’m stressed and tired,” she mumbles.
I lean in and press a gentle kiss to her forehead, feeling the warmth of her skin against my lips. “Yes, woman.”
“In case you were wondering,” she yawns, “I haven’t forgotten about the promises you made before I had a near-death experience.”
Curiosity fills Alistair's eyes as he looks in my direction. “What did he promise, Cupcake?”
“You’d rub my feet, and he’d fuck me into a coma.”
A pained groan escapes his lips, echoing through the room. “Cupcake. I’ll rub your feet, suck your little toes, and lick that sweet pussy for you in the morning. Promise. But tonight we sleep.”
“Deal.”
Christ. Now I have a hard-on, and we’re supposed to be sleeping, not fucking. Alistair has a filthy mouth like me, except he likes to add in weird shit, like sucking her toes. I’ll suck just about anything on either of them, but toes are where I’m drawing the line. I bet that freaky fucker will do it too, just to prove a point.
The events of tonight were unacceptable, and I cannot afford to take any more chances, particularly when it comes to the protection of my wife and child. It’s time to go on lockdown. Unfortunately, Scarlett will have to switch to online schooling for the time being to ensure her safety, even though she won't be happy about it.
I'm not naïve, and I understand that this won't be the only attempt. However, since this is the first, we'll proceed according to my instructions until the culprit is found and brought to my basement. Before I drift off to sleep, I remember to grab my phone and send a text to my father.
Me: Meeting tomorrow first thing. Regarding tonight.
Antonio: They need to pay for ruining my Bonnie’s gala.
Me: Your wife’s gala can fuck off. My wife. The mother of my child was almost murdered.
Antonio: You’re young you can remarry.
Me: And my child?
Antonio: We could have removed him from her body before any harm came to the heir.
Me: Bonnie could die and people would still have Teslas.
Antonio: She could. I’d remarry. Pussy is pussy son. You’ll learn soon enough.
With a deep breath, I slam my phone on the nightstand and quickly insert the charger into the port. I despise that man with every fiber of my being. He could very well be responsible for tonight's assassination attempt, as far as we know.
No matter what, Antonio's time on this earth is coming to a close.
The way he talks about Scarlett and our child raises red flags for me, deepening my distrust and disdain towards him. It’s time to bump up my timeline.
CHAPTER 24
ALISTAIR
“You look like a fucking stalker right now.” Emerson chuckles softly. My eyes flick over to him as he buttons up his dress shirt. Licking my lips, I think about how I’d much rather go over there and rip the shirt open for the offense of covering up his delicious body.
“I don’t care,” I whisper back, my attention turning back to my sleeping goddess. He is right, I’ve been watching her sleep for a good while now. I can’t help it.
Scarlett is so close to her due date, and I can't believe our child is going to be here any day now. I’m both ecstatic and terrified because I have no idea how to care for a baby. I don’t have any younger siblings, only older ones. And we're not exactly close, so I wasn’t around my nieces and nephews much. I don’t even know if I’ve ever held a baby before.
