Page 116 of Filthy Mogul


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My chest heaved.

My nostrils flared.

But my body stopped shaking.

I didn’t have time to register what had happened. He was finally unarmed, and it was all I ever wanted and dreamed about.

“What the fuck?” he huffed, and he puffed. “Grab her!”

X winked at me, Nav nodded, and Luke just stood there with my father’s gun in his hand.

“I want to start by saying…” X smiled wide at me. “I need an Academy Award for my goddamn performance.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” our father let out, sitting up against the wall with his hand over the hole in his stomach.

“When I showed up last night and these two…” X gestured toward Nav and Luke. “Caught me up on their plan. I’m not going to lie, I was a little skeptical you’d actually fall for it. I mean, you’re supposed to be smarter than that, but fuck, what do I know?”

His expression turned demonic.

Nav stepped toward X. “But you forget that his ego is bigger than his fucking brain.”

“You piece of shit! You motherfuckers!” He reached for his cell phone, and I didn’t waver.

I shot his hand.

“Ahhh!” he cried out in pain, making me smile.

Nobody paid him any mind.

“You guys didn’t think I needed in on that?” I immediately asked.

Nav walked toward me and then with the back of his fingers, he caressed my bruised cheek. “We couldn’t risk you fucking it up.”

I moved my face away from his touch. “Thanks for the vote of confidence.”

“Hey!” X hollered, bringing our attention back to him. “But look how we make it up to you?” He motioned to our father, only looking at me. “You’re so very welcome.”

I resisted the urge to chuckle since this wasn’t a laughing matter.

At least not for me.

My intense stare shifted to Luke who was now leaning against the far wall with his wounded leg. It was the first time I saw pure vengeance in his eyes. Though it wasn’t geared toward me, it was for me.

“Darlin’, he coaxed. “It’s time you make your voice heard.”

I couldn’t believe he remembered my exact words to him.

With that, X showed me a knife in his hand, and my gaze lit up like a Christmas tree. Grabbing it out of his grasp, I made my way toward the man who’d only ever hurt me.

“Sloan…” Dad warned with fear in his eyes.

“Do you remember the night you watched him steal my virginity?”

“Sloan…”

“I remember thinking that there would come a day when you would watch me kill you with the same pleasure on my face that you had when I was screaming for you to help me.” My eyes welled with tears. “Do you remember, Papi?” I goaded my agony. “Me screaming for you while you watched and didn’t do a damn thing?”

Two tears fell out of my eyes. “Come on, Daddy… tell me you remember how much I bled?”

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