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“In the process of building this house, Grandma kept changing her mind. She wasn’t happy with certain things, and after a long, drawn-out build, it was finally the house of her dreams. It was not easy, or so he says. He loved this place.”

“And did your dad love it as well?”

“No,” Mason said. The smile died on his lips. “Dad hated this place. All he wanted to do was sell it. The house is worth a lot of money. Anyone who gets this and sells it will get a massive turnaround. The land alone is an investment.”

“Is that why your grandfather didn’t leave it to him?” Tamsin asked.

“My grandfather worked hard to get where he was. My dad, on the other hand, as you know, is cruel. Some of the men who work for us had loyalty to my grandfather. He took care of his men and did everything for them. My father, on the other hand, had no qualms with settling problems with violence. It was what he did, and he relished it. They argued a lot.” Mason hadn’t thought of his grandfather in a long time. He even remembered when he told him of the changes in the will.

“What’s the matter?” Tamsin asked, reaching out to touch his hand.

“Nothing. I’m just thinking about everything, you know.” He laughed. “I have a feeling…” He stopped.

“What?”

“It’s nothing.”

“It clearly isn’t nothing.”

He looked at Tamsin and knew the start of their marriage began with the truth and being open and honest with each other.

“I think my dad killed my grandfather.”

She gasped. “Why do you think that?”

“Greed. Look what my father is doing. The lengths he is willing to go. Only my dad was there the night my grandfather died. The death certificate says a heart attack.”

“What about your grandmother?” Tamsin asked.

“She died a couple of years before. Breast cancer.”

“I am so sorry,” she said.

Mason frowned as he thought about that time ten years ago. His father never shed a tear. He had figured that was down to training. No man with the Savonas name would be seen to cry. Not one of them.

He always assumed his father cried in secret, unless he didn’t cry at all. At the reading of the will, Paul had been pissed. He had wanted to contest it, and had even tried to get him to sign the deeds over. The lawyer, who had been loyal to only his grandfather, had said that the house would be signed over to an animal shelter. No matter what his father tried to do, there was no way he could contest it. Anything he did would result in the house being removed from the Savonas name. His grandfather had been smart.

“Is the food not to your liking?” Mason asked.

“I love the food. It’s just that after talking to David, I realized I didn’t really know you.”

He smiled. “Our circumstances are not like others. I don’t think many men have to go hunting for their wives because they run away.”

Tamsin sighed. “I … felt trapped. I was scared.”

“You don’t need to justify yourself. I get it. Being married to me is scary business.”

“I never knew you were so funny.”

“I am a funny guy.”

This made her laugh, and it wasn’t one of those forced ones either. She felt it. He knew this, and he wanted to make her laugh again, and again, and again.

“I enjoyed today, Mason. Spending time with you.”

“Good, because I already heard from David, you and I are totally digging up potatoes.” He gave her a wink.

“Potatoes?”

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