than you in your father’s eyes. They sent him away, giving him only the family name.”
“And how do you know this?”
“I was there the night you were born. I heard your brother’s cry as your father showed us his firstborn son. Everything that happened after that with Theron was kept secret… but rumors and stories circulated amongst the men.”
“So he will come for me because he is jealous.” I nodded. “Let him come. We will be ready.”
“Two months is all we have to make this happen, Sebastian,” Dooley said, his voice calm and cool as he reached for the laptop. “If Theron manages to slip from our grasp, you return to prison. We can try like hell to guess his next move or force him to step from the shadows during the time we have.”
“And what do you have in mind to draw him out, Dooley?” I asked, not sure I would like any idea he threw out at us.
“Since he seems to be green with envy over something you had no control over, I’d suspect that seeing you free and with a beautiful woman will no doubt have him smarting in no fucking time.”
I wanted to pummel Dooley where he sat. The bastard wanted to put my woman in the line of fire. Hours ago, he had said that I was the bait for this freak... not her. She was never part of the deal. Inhaling sharply, I pressed my lips snuggly together, forming a thin line pressed so firmly my jaw ached from the pressure. I wanted to beat the son of a bitch to death for just thinking about my Haven.
“I’d prefer to leave Haven out of this, Dooley,” I said through gritted teeth. “You know as well as I do that she could be hurt like... like Astra was.”
My own words cut me deep inside, the images of Astra’s lifeless body in our bedroom flashing chaotically in my head… but her face had changed. Haven now lay covered in blood. Her perfectly delicious body so violently attacked, over and over again. I felt a thousand emotions at once, everything from anger to confusion to utter helplessness as I realized there was nothing I could do to bring her back. So many questions I could not answer.
No matter which woman’s face was present in the images, everything was almost identical.
Almost.
After the overwhelming feeling of sadness encompassed me, I felt something new. Something quite different and foreign. A feeling that had always been void from my life. Looking down at Haven’s face, her body covered in crimson, I felt afraid. Not of going to jail, even though that smarted like hell. No. I feared having to live without her. To live with the knowledge that I would never see her again.
It was this moment I knew, without a doubt, that she would always be my woman. Agapi mou. My love. I’d keep her safe from harm and close to my heart always. Now I just needed her to see things my way. I needed her to understand that she would forever be mine.
Mine now.
Mine always.
After several hours downstairs dealing with Agent Dooley, I couldn’t take the sight or sound of the man any longer. He made my damn skin crawl. He didn’t give a shit about anyone except himself. Even I cared about my men to some degree. No matter how many men I killed over the years, I put a hell of a lot of thought into each choice I made. If the choice was death, I didn’t take it lightly.
That’s not the case for all men that live in a dark world, covered in the crimson showers of blood, but I believed taking a life should never be easy. It should haunt you, and if taking another’s final breath, watching the light of life drain from their eyes, didn’t touch you in some way, then you had become something much worse than a simple made man. Dooley wasn’t far from slipping into that arena. My brother was already there.
I, on the other hand, had remained balanced between the two, straddling the line like a warrior shrouded in darkness and light. I was what I was, but with Haven by my side, the darkness seemed to slip further and further away. Something about her had begun to
“And how do you know this?”
“I was there the night you were born. I heard your brother’s cry as your father showed us his firstborn son. Everything that happened after that with Theron was kept secret… but rumors and stories circulated amongst the men.”
“So he will come for me because he is jealous.” I nodded. “Let him come. We will be ready.”
“Two months is all we have to make this happen, Sebastian,” Dooley said, his voice calm and cool as he reached for the laptop. “If Theron manages to slip from our grasp, you return to prison. We can try like hell to guess his next move or force him to step from the shadows during the time we have.”
“And what do you have in mind to draw him out, Dooley?” I asked, not sure I would like any idea he threw out at us.
“Since he seems to be green with envy over something you had no control over, I’d suspect that seeing you free and with a beautiful woman will no doubt have him smarting in no fucking time.”
I wanted to pummel Dooley where he sat. The bastard wanted to put my woman in the line of fire. Hours ago, he had said that I was the bait for this freak... not her. She was never part of the deal. Inhaling sharply, I pressed my lips snuggly together, forming a thin line pressed so firmly my jaw ached from the pressure. I wanted to beat the son of a bitch to death for just thinking about my Haven.
“I’d prefer to leave Haven out of this, Dooley,” I said through gritted teeth. “You know as well as I do that she could be hurt like... like Astra was.”
My own words cut me deep inside, the images of Astra’s lifeless body in our bedroom flashing chaotically in my head… but her face had changed. Haven now lay covered in blood. Her perfectly delicious body so violently attacked, over and over again. I felt a thousand emotions at once, everything from anger to confusion to utter helplessness as I realized there was nothing I could do to bring her back. So many questions I could not answer.
No matter which woman’s face was present in the images, everything was almost identical.
Almost.
After the overwhelming feeling of sadness encompassed me, I felt something new. Something quite different and foreign. A feeling that had always been void from my life. Looking down at Haven’s face, her body covered in crimson, I felt afraid. Not of going to jail, even though that smarted like hell. No. I feared having to live without her. To live with the knowledge that I would never see her again.
It was this moment I knew, without a doubt, that she would always be my woman. Agapi mou. My love. I’d keep her safe from harm and close to my heart always. Now I just needed her to see things my way. I needed her to understand that she would forever be mine.
Mine now.
Mine always.
After several hours downstairs dealing with Agent Dooley, I couldn’t take the sight or sound of the man any longer. He made my damn skin crawl. He didn’t give a shit about anyone except himself. Even I cared about my men to some degree. No matter how many men I killed over the years, I put a hell of a lot of thought into each choice I made. If the choice was death, I didn’t take it lightly.
That’s not the case for all men that live in a dark world, covered in the crimson showers of blood, but I believed taking a life should never be easy. It should haunt you, and if taking another’s final breath, watching the light of life drain from their eyes, didn’t touch you in some way, then you had become something much worse than a simple made man. Dooley wasn’t far from slipping into that arena. My brother was already there.
I, on the other hand, had remained balanced between the two, straddling the line like a warrior shrouded in darkness and light. I was what I was, but with Haven by my side, the darkness seemed to slip further and further away. Something about her had begun to
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