Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
I nod. “Right.”
Bane laughs a sinister laugh. “She knows if she did it would be the last words she ever spoke.”
After that I tune them out. My mind can’t focus on anything other than the fact I’m forever trapped in my cage. Never to know the taste of freedom ever again.
I should make peace with it.
I need to accept my fate.
Once Lazarus has left the room, Bane’s attention falls on me once more.
“We’ll be getting married soon. Here. In the backyard.”
I glance out the window, overlooking the yard. The estate grounds are larger than Danbury Park. It would be the place I would imagine our wedding being anyway. “I think getting married here is a good idea. You won’t have many issues with security.”
Bane blinks, and it makes my skin crawl. Sure, Bane could be good-looking in another lifetime, but not in this one. He’s too cold. Too sinister. Too not my type.
I drop a sugar cube into my teacup and stir it with my spoon. “We should start planning.” I make an effort to appear happy, just like any blushing bride who is planning their wedding should be.
He nods. “Fine. Why don’t you and Bridgette plan things while I work?”
I take a sip of my tea. “Okay, thank you.”
Bridgette is his assistant and house manager. She’s the woman who keeps this place running like clockwork. She’s older, probably early sixties, and quite possibly the only ally I have in this house. Not that I trust her at all.
After breakfast, I head back to my room to grab a few things before I meet with Bridgette to plan the wedding. I glance at my phone and open my message thread with Ledger and think about last night.
Once we were alone in the room, things went downhill. I can barely even remember why. I think it was because he was so put out by having to watch me. I don’t blame him.
Who would want the task of watching Bane Delgado’s fiancée?
But I thought we were getting along. A small part of me thought maybe he was enjoying his time with me.
How silly I am.
I stare at his message.
Maybe.
Does that mean a small part of him had been missing me? Is it crazy that I want to find out?
I don’t know how to handle everything going on inside me. I just want to feel close to him.
To talk to him once more.
So, I bring my fingers to the keypad and think of something to say. He told me to contact him if I remembered anything, so I close my eyes and think back to the night I was attacked, something I’ve mostly avoided until now. As I attempt to recall every minor detail, something happens.
A smell overcomes me. It wafts through my memory.
It was like a certain cigar.
Just before the attack, I noticed the aroma of the cigar. Could that be something?
I remembered something about the night I was attacked. Can we meet?
Not long after, my phone beeps with Ledger’s reply.
Name the place, and I’ll be there.
Now I just need to figure out how I can get to him.
Chapter 5
Ledger
I’m sitting at Devereaux’s house as Greer gets brunch ready in her older brother’s kitchen. Chloe and Dev don’t want to travel with the baby yet, so Sunday brunch has shifted from Greer’s house to theirs.
I stare at my twin brother, Roman. “You love her, admit it,” I tell him, glancing over at Greer.
The one thing about having a twin is you can sometimes read their mind. I think it’s because we’re so close. So in tune with each other.
And I know he’s lying right now as he tries to deny loving Dev’s little sister. “I don’t,” he says, and I laugh.
“Bullshit,” I say. Roman’s been in love with Greer for as long as I can remember.
Finally, he admits the truth. “Fine, I love her. But she deserves so much better.”
“Then be the better man. Go fucking find yourself or whatever shit you need to do but be that man she deserves.”
Dev walks in right at the moment my phone chimes in my pocket. I retrieve it and glance down at a message from Posey.
I remembered something about the night I was attacked. Can we meet?
My heart skips a beat as the thought of meeting with Posey takes root, blossoming into something more.
I’m busted by Roman and Dev as they ask me about who texted, and I pocket my phone, trying my best to pretend it’s nothing. It turns into another five minutes of them teasing me, until Greer, Chloe, and little baby Devvie Jr. get in on the action.
I take the baby from Chloe’s arms, telling him that everyone else in the room is crazy. Because they are.
There’s nothing going on with Posey, but I can’t seem to not be excited at the thought of seeing her again.