Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
I do as he demanded because there’s something so fucking hot about his orders that I can’t fight. I want to be under his thumb. Like a good girl, I head into the shower, finding an array of female shampoos matching the ones in my apartment, all unopened. I smile to myself the entire time I scrub my body down from head to toe. “Goodness, my pussy’s tender as hell,” I mutter. Still, the thought of him touching it again sends a jolt of need right through my body.
Chapter Twelve
Sebastian
“Hey, brother, it’s good to see you again,” I tell David as he sits in the same chair he shot Ricardo in, stains included. It’s a sad state of affairs that we have to be in this position, but he left me no choice.
“Why are you doing this, bro?” he asks, pretending to be sad and confused.
“Why? Can you explain to me why you would betray me?”
“I didn’t.” I should have seen his lies sooner, and that’s my fault for underestimating the prick. In my gut, I knew he had something to do with the incident in Vegas, but I refused to believe it.
“No? You killed Ricardo so he wouldn’t snitch on your ass. I knew from that afternoon that nothing added up. When Martín showed me the footage of the guys watching me being drugged with the women you hired, something told me you had a hand in it, but I gave you the benefit of the doubt as my brother and also because I thought you were too much of a pussy to take me out. You hired women so that you could blame their death on me.”
“Yet you brought one of the sluts home to keep. Hypocrite.” So he doesn’t deny it.
I want to break his jaw, but I have to keep my emotions in check and get answers. If what I dug out is true, my brother has been plotting against the family and me a lot longer than I’d ever known. “Watch your fucking mouth. Candy’s the only innocent motherfucker in this bitch. A good girl mixed up with a bunch of scum, but I’ll make sure to take care of her.”
“I should have killed her before she left the suite and left her on your bed.” I’m on him in a heartbeat, punching him in the face wildly until Cesar pulls me off him. The thought of losing Candy is too much to bear. The day floods back to me like a brutal memory of the body being brought out of the burnt-out trailer and believing it was her.
Cesar reaches out and grabs my arm so I can’t wallop David anymore. “Remember your promise, Sebastian. He’s not worth it.”
“You’re right. I won’t take your life myself. I’ll save that for those who want their dues.”
“Are you serious? You sold me out to that fucking whipped bitch in Vegas?”
“Not only did you try to have me blown up, but you helped have our parents killed.” He pales. “Yes, I know the truth, David. You betrayed those who gave you everything, including life.”
He becomes lax in the chair and sighs, “He should have picked me over you, but he didn’t, so they got what they deserved. If you’re going to kill me, just get it over with already, bastard.” A grin spreads across his face when he calls me that. It always does because he thinks it means something to me, which it doesn’t.
“If isn’t the word I’d use. You can call me a bastard all you want. It doesn’t change the fact that I’m the boss and you’re the one who just couldn't cut it. I’m the oldest son no matter how much you wanted it to be otherwise.” I was the product of my parents’ affair before they married each other, and David always loved to call me a bastard for it as if somehow that didn’t make me the firstborn son.
“You’re just like our father, marrying a whore off the street.” He spits at my feet. “Disgusting trash.” I punch him in the gut. David grunts and coughs, but then he looks up at me with a sick smile and adds, “You hit like a bitch.”
“Who in the Carlino Family helped you?” He thinks I don’t know he’s been working with them from the start. It took me a little bit of digging, but the leads all head to that family.
“Not going to fucking tell you since it isn’t going to save me. Let them come after you again.” His smugness makes my fingers twitch on my gun, which causes him to actually flinch. He’s not as tough as he’s playing, but it won’t matter for long because his sentence will be handed down soon.
I turn to Cesar and say, “Let’s go. I need answers. Leave this little bitch here while I go get them.”