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Before he could yank my pants out of the way, the lights flicked on.

The sudden light blinded my vision but when I could finally focus, my blood ran cold at the sight before me.

Right there at the entrance, Dad stood. Skin as pale as snow and eyes burning with fury.

“What the fuck?” He growled.

twenty-seven

Ethan

A cold knot tightened in the pit of my stomach.

The shock and disbelief I felt was momentary as a thousand thoughts swirled through my mind.

James was here… in my mansion, and he caught me making out with his daughter.

The rage was clear in his eyes—thick and holding every hint of resentment.

Time seemed to pause as no one moved—not him, not Evie, who was now on the other side of the counter, and certainly not me. I didn't have the balls to.

Fuck. What have I done?

“James.” My voice faltered as I struggled to find the right words.

The words died on my lips from the heavy blow that landed on my lips.

“You fucking bastard!” James slammed another punch in my face.

I staggered backward. Instead of pain, I felt guilt, shame… regret.

Regret saturated my bones as I wiped a stain of blood from my lips.

Fuck.

I had planned on giving her the gift and going to bed after. If only I fucking listened to myself.

“Dad!” Evie screamed as another sharp blow of pain struck my guts. I hunched instinctively.

I messed up, big time.

Another blow struck my chin.

My vision blurred out as I felt blood trickle down my jaw.

The world blacked out for a split second before I regained clarity.

I could move… evade his blows. But I stayed rooted in my spot.

This was what I deserved.

“Dad, please!” Evie’s scream was mixed with tears.

James halted. His short, sharp inhales were rough and hard. Just like mine.

Swiftly, he turned to Evie. “Don't you dare meddle in this.”

“Just please,” she sobbed.

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