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A devotion extremely powerful I couldn’t break it. No matter how hard I tried to turn off the light they had switched on inside of me. The beacon only grew more radiant each day, and their obsession with me had stayed. They gave me something to hold on to and a way to break free from this life sentence: be with them and not stay chained to Sebastian.
“Did you hear me, sweetheart?” my mom asked with narrowed eyes. “About the flowers?”
Oh, those stupid flowers. Another issue Sebastian could blame me for. Another reason not to go through with this wedding.
“Yes. They will be late. I know.”
“Well, dear, this is a big problem we can’t afford,” my dad huffed with his dark eyes searching my face.
“Okay. I’ll hire a new company.” I shrugged.
Honestly?
I didn’t give a shit. They would die in less than a week. Fake flowers were the best. The same kind my shadows loved to give to me.
“But there’s no time. The wedding—”
“I know. The wedding is this week.”
My dad asked, “Is something wrong?”
“Yes, sweetheart, what’s going on? You seem awfully distracted.”
Yeah.I fucking was!
I had my parents breathing down my neck when all I wanted to do was get up and run as far as I could. Pack up the little belongings I had and leave the man I hated behind me, never to see him again, but I couldn’t.
Not with my mom’s worried eyes on me and my dad’s stern face. We both knew I had to do this or else our situation would worsen. I’d live with the truth of our mistake, my dad would suffer, and my mom would hate his guts for the rest of their lives.
“I don’t know, I—” my doubt was cut short when I caught sight of two men I should’ve known were close by.
Sin and Saint. But they were coming straight toward me.
Crap.
“I’m not so sure we need flowers,” I carried on.
Bewildered, my dad said, “Don’t be ridiculous, dear. You need flowers. It’s your wedding day, for Christ’s sake!”
I turned my attention back to my father and sighed. “Dad, I don’t care for real flowers. They don’t even live very long.”
“But fake flowers do,” Sin cut in and stole the show. “They live on forever, even after we die.”
“And who the hell are you?” my dad asked, baffled by the intrusion.
Saint opened his mouth to speak, but I silenced him with a glare. He clamped his lips together and pressed them tight. He could fuck with me, but not with my parents.
I answered for them, “Mom, Dad, this is Mr. Sin Cruz and his business partner, Mr. Saint Sullivan. Sebastian was their investor.”
“Was?” my fatherquestioned.
Shit. My big mouth.
“Um, yes—”
“We simply don’t require Mr. Chamberlain’s expertise anymore,” Sin interrupted with a sexy and convincing smile.
My father glared at them like they were insects who needed to be squashed on the spot, and he was right. Sin and Saint were massive pests, but a shoe stomping them wouldn’t bring them to an end. Killer bug spray might do the trick.
