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I look him in the eyes and see his sincerity. I know my mother has struggled, it's why I begged her to get help on my wedding day. I nod, and he gives me a sad smile, then holds me tight.
"I'm going to head home. Your mother and I have a lot more to discuss. I'll see you in a few days, okay? Maybe we can have dinner at Thai High, your favorite Thai place?" I just nod, and he places a kiss on my forehead and whispers, "You were never a bargaining chip. I just knew you and Damian were perfect for each other. I knew you could bring the man out of him. I don't care about everything else. I honestly thought he'd make you happy and vice versa. I only told him to cheat if that's what he wanted because I honestly thought he'd do the opposite. But if he hurts you again, I'll kill him myself."
I choke on a sob, and nod before he leaves.
Alexandr walks over to me and pulls me into a hug. "How about we head on home to our girl, yeah?" I hear Damian growl, causing me to giggle again. I nod and start to walk to the door. Damian intercepts me and pulls me close.
"I have a few business errands to run, then I'll be home, and we can start talking, okay? I won't lose you again, malyshka. I love you." I nod against his chest, knowing what the errand really means: “killing Candice and her father.” I'm not stupid. I know what took Alexandr so long to join us here. I can't say I'm too sad about that.
I lean up on my tippy toes, give him and myself a little hope, and place a small kiss on his lips, leaving him stunned as I walk out of his office, heading to the elevators with Alexandr hot on my heels.
twenty eight
Damian
I stand in my office doorway like an idiot, staring at the elevators. She initiated contact, and she kissed me. Fuck yes! Hopefully, that is a good sign. I meant every word I said. I love her more than life itself, and would give her the world.
I snap out of my daze and head down to the basement to meet some of my men—my father and father-in-law. I know he told Sofia he was heading home, which he is, so it's not a lie, really, he just has some business to attend to with us first, before he can head back to Victoria, who is currently with a guard at the local hospital.
Stefano called early this morning to inform me that she attempted suicide last night.
Thankfully, he managed to get her to the hospital to have her stomach pumped before she succeeded. He's struggling with the guilt of not noticing how bad she had gotten over the years. Apparently, he kicked his mistress out of the hotel and his life, and now he gets to take out his anger and get revenge on the people who drugged him and made him watch his niece, who, granted, is a whore, get tongue fucked by a woman. He obviously thought it was a horrible nightmare, either that or he blocked it out, for which I can't really blame him. Candice and her father are in a world of shit.
Once I got to the basement, two of my men let me into the soundproof room we built to torture people. My father chained Konstantin, his brigadier—the Russian name for a capo—to the ceiling, arms high above his head, while his daughter is tied to a chair, sobbing. When they hear the door open, all eyes turn to me, and I smile. Candice starts crying louder, the wails were sounds of relief, as if I was there to save her ass.
"Damian, baby, I knew you would come and get me. Your father and Stefano made a mistake taking me; you love me and our unborn baby."
All men turn to face me. My father is scowling at me, Stefano looks ready to kill me, and Konstantin is smirking at me. I roll my eyes hard. Fucking hell.
"I haven't fucking gone near that whore in three years—two days before my wedding, to be exact. Even then, all my cum was in her mouth! And before that, I hadn't even fucked her pussy in years after she tried baby trapping me the first time. So get those looks off your fucking faces," I growled. My father nods while Stefano narrows his eyes, clearly regretting the day he told me to take mistresses, thinking I wouldn't do it. Yeah, I'm a fucking idiot. We've already established that. Konstantin scowls at me while Candice starts sobbing louder.
Fuck sake, can we gag her?
"Well, isn't this a party?" We all turn to the door to see Sergi standing there, arms across his chest, smirking. I tense, and he notices, then walks into the room as the door shuts behind him.
"Did you know, Damian, that Mila can sing seven nursery rhymes in Italian and Russian? I swear, that girl is fucking impressive. I thought I managed to get the best uncle role, until your brother came back to the house with a fucking pony pulling in behind him. The dick is fucking bribing her." I melt and smile a little, my father and Stefano tense, knowing they can't meet her yet.
Then, what he just said hits me. "What the fuck do you mean, a pony? He did not get her a fucking pony. They only left an hour ago, so how the fuck did he get her one so fast?"
"Oh yeah. It’s pure white. She thought it was a unicorn. She named her Printsessa, and everything. There are men currently building a stable for her. I think he was arranging it when you traveled back from Texas. I honestly thought Sofia was going to kill Al," he says with a smirk.
I hang my head and mumble, "I wanted to get her a pony first; she's my fucking kid." At that, Candice screeches out, obviously not believing Sofia earlier.
"No, you didn't have a kid with her! I swear, I'm going to fucking kill that bitch and her brat."
I see red and stalk over to her, grabbing her face hard. "Don't threaten my fucking family, bitch." She pales while her father shouts at me to leave her alone. Sergi whistles, causing us to all look at him.
"Your wife asks one thing."
I raise a brow.
"Make the bitch hurt." Both brows go high while Stefano chuckles, clearly liking this new side of his daughter, and my father shakes his head with a smile. I turn around and smirk at Candice.
"Well, normally I don't like hurting women, but you heard him, what my wife wants, she gets," I say, smirking. She screeches again when I go to her with a blow torch. I can hear her father shouting to leave her alone, begging us. What sort of brigadier begs like a pussy?
After an hour of constantly burning her flesh, the room stinks. She's passed out, and her breathing is shallow. Konstantin is crying. I get my pistol and fire one shot in between her eyes. She was a shitty lay, too.
"That's what you call love for your wife, brother." Sergi laughs, and I smirk at him, then look at Konstantin.
