Page 122 of Filthy Mogul


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Rubbing the back of my head, I inhaled a deep breath. Finally putting this story to end, I was free to do whatever the hell I wanted and what I wanted was out of this life. The press had a fucking field day with the news of what supposedly went down.

The story was easy to sell, which would earn us a death sentence for all the souls I collected. Even without my help, Sloan would have had enough evidence to take him down. Seeing the photos of the injuries he caused made me sick to my stomach.

The amount of pain he inflicted would forever haunt her, but she wasn’t taking sleeping pills to pass out at night, and I owed that to her demons finally being laid to rest. I was trying to do the same, and my old man was my last stop.

We didn’t involve Sloan in any of the plan. To the world, no one knew she was Del Toro’s daughter, and she wanted to keep it that way. For the first few days, news reporters wouldn’t leave my house. They all wanted an interview with me about taking down Vicente Del Toro.

Eating up the fact I was Creed Jameson’s son.

Meeting his disappointed stare, I confessed, “For the first time in my life, I’m on the straight and narrow, and I wanted you to be the first person I told.”

“You’re a grown-ass man, Luke. There’s not much I can scold you for, but what I can tell ya is how much it woulda killed your mother and I if somethin’ were to happen to you. Please tell me you know that, right?”

“I never gave it too much thought. If I did, I would have left a long time ago.”

“You doin’ okay? I don’t want you watchin’ over your shoulder for the rest of your life.”

“I’m as safe as I’m gonna be.”

“Which is what?”

“Sloan’s brothers are runnin’ my territories now.”

“I see. Is this for the girl?”

“No.” I shook my head. “It’s for me. It’s time to move, and the more I think about it, the further I’m convinced I should have done it a long time ago.”

“Why would you want to involve yourself in that world? After everythin’ you know I went through with your mom?” He bowed his head for a second. “What did I do wrong?”

“I hate that my shitty decisions are makin’ you question your role in my life. If anythin’, I wanted to be just like you.”

He sighed deeply, pausing for a moment to gather his thoughts. “I always knew you were gettin’ your hands dirty. I just didn’t think you’d go that far down the rabbit hole.”

“Just to be clear, the rabbit hole is about the only thing I didn’t involve myself in.”

He knew I meant trafficking.

“What am I goin’ to tell your mother? You know I can’t keep shit from her. You’ve put me in a tight spot.”

“I know, and I’m sorry for that. I can’t change the past. I honestly don’t have many answers for you other than I got addicted to the thrill of it all. In my mind, I guess I thought I was legacy or some shit. It started off as one thing, and when I got away with it, it became another thing all on its own. I guess I got addicted to the lifestyle. It was never about the money although I do have a shit ton of it. I invested it wisely, and I’m set for life.”

“That’s good to hear.”

“I feel like I’ve finally found what I’ve been missin’, and maybe that was the point of all this. To find her.”

“That’s one fucked-up love story.”

“Takes one to know one.”

He chuckled, aware I was right.

“She’s a pretty girl. She young enough to be your daughter?”

“Not unless I had her when I was sixteen.”

“Hmm…” he hummed. “I guess a younger woman is in our blood.”

“Touche.”

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