Page 156 of Emperor of Rage


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Adrian frowns as he glances away.

“Answer me,” I growl.

A small smile lifts his lips as he glances back at me. “Youreallyare your uncle’s nephew.” He sighs. “It’s not that anything changed between William Lindqvist andLars. It’s that things changed between William andKir.”

Okay, this is making even less sense.

“What the hell would that have to do with my family?”

“Nothing,” Adrian grunts. “Yet everything. The problem was, after William discovered the affair, he also found out that Lars had been aware of it.”

“Affair?”

Adrian pauses, looking at me strangely. “I assumed you knew.”

Irritation rises up the back of my neck, tightening my molars as I level a look at him. “And why is that?”

“Well…because you were raised by your uncle…and of course your uncle knew, what with him being so close with Kir…”

I freeze, a ringing sound starting to whine in my ears.

“My uncle didn’t know Kir Nikolayev.”

Adrian shakes his head slowly. “I’m afraid you’re wrong there. They were friends. Close ones, in fact.”

“What?”

“They were introduced by Kristoff Zima, who was friendly with both of them. Kristoff, as I’m guessing you already know, given the expression on your face when I mentioned him before?—”

Yeah, there’s a reason Adrian is an underworld king. He doesn’t missshit. I’ll give him that.

“—is Misha Tsavakov’s number two. Has been for years, even worked for Misha’s bastard father before that. That’s how he and Kir know each other, through the Bratva world. And he knewLarsthrough the Kings and Villains.”

I try and process that one: Kir and my uncle were fuckingfriends.

How the fuck did I never know that?

My brows furrow. “Go back to what you said before, about the affair.”

Adrian’s mouth tightens, and a pained look crosses his face as he looks into the fireplace next to us and brings his glass to his lips.

“We don’t pick whom we fall for. Life would be much simpler and human history far less bloody if that were the case.”

“Who had the affair,” I growl.

“Kir,” Adrian growls quietly. “And Petra Lindqvist.”

The whining sound in my ears grows louder.

“What?”

“I don’t know the specifics, but I do know Kir and William had some business together, and I assume that’s how Kir met the…ah…forbidden fruit. It didn’t last long, as far as I know, but there was a child,” Adrian says sadly, shaking his head. “Your uncle knew about it, but kept quiet.”

My eyes blaze, my voice low and dangerous. “And then William found out.”

The look on Adrian’s face says it all. My heart wrenches, my gut twisting. The urge to smash the room to pieces is almost overwhelming.

“Is that why he killed my entire fucking family?” I hiss darkly.

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