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Darragh smirks. “She does. What does a man have to do to get on the pussy roster?”
I snort, putting the food down and getting into Darragh’s personal space. “You get all my men on board. We know Cian is down for everything, and Sullivan has requested Cian be present because he doesn’t trust you not to hurt me, but Ronan, well, he is the wild card. He knows but has said nothing to me.”
Darragh cups my pussy under the shirt. “Since when do you take orders from men? You don’t strike me as the type.”
“I don’t. I do what I want, but I also respect them.”
Darragh smiles down at me. “I don’t want to respect you. I want to fuck you.”
He slips a finger inside me, his dark eyes on mine. “You know you want it. They each give you something, but will they treat you like a whore? The thought of submitting and giving up control in a safe environment, and of the bruises the next day, makes you wet,” he says, sliding his finger out and pushing it back inside me as my knees go weak. “You crave it.”
He isn’t wrong. My entire life, I have had to be in control. I needed it because control was how I convinced myself I would be safe—a lot of good that did me. Now I need to go have a cold shower. As much as his words are beautiful, I can still see the lie; I am anything but safe with him, and he knows it.
I hate keeping this a secret from everyone, but Ronan didn’t kill Sam. He told me she was my problem, and I had to deal with her. Sending her away should have been easy, as she’d left me once before, and for money, of all things. Lying to Harper makes me feel sick, but I don’t want her mixed up in this drama with a woman who broke my heart long ago.
Harper ran to her half-brother when she wanted a new identity, and paying him a visit wasn’t high on my priority list, especially after she told me their story, but for this it was necessary.
I need Sam to disappear and never come back. Ronan has ordered a hit on her because he can be a petty bastard, and if she is seen in the city again, she is to be shot on sight. So I temporarily moved her to a small hunting cottage two hours north, which was passed down to me by my great grandfather on my mother’s side.
“Let’s run away together,” Sam pleads.
“That will never happen, Sam. I’m in love with someone else now.”
Sam scoffs and gets up from the worn sofa. She moves to stand in front of me, then places her hands on my shoulders. “You loved me once, don’t you remember that? We were so good together.”
“Were we? Because if I’m being honest, the way I feel about Angel, I don’t think I ever felt like that about you.”
She pushes against my shoulders, almost sending me backward off the stool. “Fuck you, Van. You think you’re so special now, and your little hooker won’t drop you the second she gets bored?”
“And here it goes—whenever you don’t get your own way, you throw a tantrum. I might have catered to them in the past, but it won’t work any longer. I’m only here because I don’t think you deserve to die. You’re not a bad person. Do you realize how serious this is? Ronan has put a hit on you. That means everyone on our turf will be waiting, and the second they see you, they will not hesitate. The Pythons watch the border of our territory, and it was hard enough to get you out without their knowledge.”
She scoffs. “I made one mistake, Van. I know that now. I should never have left you. We were going to start a family—you always wanted to have kids. And now you are all playing house with that bitch and kids. Things have changed.”
Reaching out, I wrap my hand around her throat as I stand. “Never talk about the twins. Do I make myself clear? If you want to call Angel names, go ahead. There is nothing you can say she hasn’t heard before, and she could kick your ass herself. The girls are my family. Speak about them again and I won’t hesitate to end you.”
I release her, and she laughs. “And there he is. Does she get to see this side of you or are you all sweet to her like you were to me in the beginning?”
“We were toxic together and you know it. We were not right for each other, Sam. With Angel, it just works. Even sharing her there is no jealousy—she makes it easy. Plus, she likes me for me, not because Ronan is my cousin, or for the connections I have.”
“Is it because she is prettier than me? Skinner?”
“You know that’s bullshit. The way you look, or your weight, has nothing to do with it. Angel was the first person ever to be honest with me. What we have is based on respect and honesty.”
“So she knows you’re here with me right now?” she says with a smirk.
I know what she is doing; it is the same old song and dance with her.
“No, I don’t want to drag her into this shitshow, but even if she knew, she’d trust me. Fuck,” I laugh. “She trusts Cian. Angel isn’t insecure and won’t pry into things which don’t concern her. She understands I can’t tell her things sometimes. It’s easy being with her and love should be easy.”
“Easy is boring. How long until a woman like her gets bored and wants fire? You know make up sex is always the best.”
I sigh. “Sex with her is always fire. If she needs a dose of toxic, she can hate-fuck Darragh. I like what we have and nothing you say can change my mind. I should thank you for leaving because I never would have left you—I’m too fucking loyal.”
“And what happens when your enemies come knocking? A woman with looks like hers will entice them to use her to get their revenge.”
The problem with Sam is she has always placed value on the way someone looks, and it always made me uncomfortable because I’m already self-conscious of my looks. Though she has a point, and it’s partly why I didn’t want anything more when Angel worked at The Range, but I was kidding myself, and it was only a matter of time before I fell for her. I silently chuckle as I recall the last weeks she worked there, when her entire shifts were booked out by Ronan regardless of if one of us was there. He’d even sent a bodyguard or someone he knew and trusted to keep her company. Not that they touched her—they knew he would have them murdered if they did.
“Then they would want to hope one of us isn’t close because they will regret the day they were born. She is it for me. If she asked me to walk away from this life, I would in a heartbeat.”
