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She sniffles. “Dexter found out about us and told Brandon. Ever since then, Brandon's been using our relationship to threaten me.”
So that's what this was about...
“What did they ask you to do with this?” I ask, holding up the drug envelope.
Kristine seems to look genuinely guilty.
“Dexter ordered me to pour the contents into Joseph's glass. I was supposed to ensure the glass had yours or your partners' fingerprints on it.”
“Son of a bitch!” I exclaim, immediately realizing that Dexter and Brandon's intentions were to drug Joseph, probably murder him, and blame me or one of my friends for the crime.
Kristine seems to deduce what I am thinking. She must have drawn the same conclusions herself.
“I couldn't do it, Ethan. I can't. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry... And what will happen to my son?” she whispers through tears.
I gather her in my arms, kissing her softly and reminding her that I'll take care of it. I'll take care ofthem.All while internally trying to decide our next steps.
“Ethan... I can't lose Asher. But I can't hurt you either. I... I love you, Ethan. I love you. I really do.”
Kristine throws herself against me, her arms wrap around my neck as she continues to cry against my chest.
I understand that Brandon managed to put her between a rock and a hard place, making her have to choose between being a killer and getting her son back, or staying with me and losing him.
In the end, she has chosen me, and now, I must reciprocate.
“Don't worry. It'll be okay,” I promise her, calming my own tempests and drawing her body into mine.
I'll make them pay for messing with what I love the most. With Kristine and her son, with my friends, and with my club.
Kristine lifts her head and looks at me with bewilderment and guilt drawn over her beautiful features.
I kiss her without hesitation. “You did the right thing. And I promised I would protect you.”
“I know, but... how?”
“Dexter and Brandon made their move,” I state in a deadly tone. I let the anger boil up inside me, directed toward my true enemies. “Now it's time for me to make my own.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
KRISTINE
“Give me a moment.I'll be right back with you,” Ethan promises.
I watch him leave the private VIP room, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
What have I done?
Part of me can't stop blaming myself for the mistake of falling for the dangerous game Brandon and Dexter are up to, but I hate it even more for putting Ethan at risk.
He has nothing to do with this. He is just another piece that my enemies want to destroy. Yet I know I can't lose him, because everything that has happened has taught me that joy is fleeting.
I must find a way to have both Asher and Ethan because they are as vital as oxygen. Brandon has ruined my life for long enough.
This revelation has unearthed the depth of my feelings for Ethan. My love for him has become clear, and with it, the realization that Brandon wins if Ethan slips from my grasp. He would succeed in isolating me once more, subject to his control.
Wiping away my tears, I stand and wait with my arms crossed for Ethan to return. He’s probably talking with his business partners, Jackson, Damien, Landon, and Andres.
What will they think of me now?
