Chapter Twenty Five

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I sit on my father's chair waiting for him in his office

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I sit on my father's chair waiting for him in his office. My legs propped up on his desk my left-hand fiddling with my lip and my right hand holding tight on the grip of my gun.
he killed my mothers
the one who gave birth to me and the one who raised me
he killed my sisters

the one that meant the world to me and the one I never knew I had.

I looked up to the man, I wanted to be him!

a growl escapes my lips, how could I be the son of this man?

The door creaks open and my father walks in,
"Alonso? what is it that you need? are you ready for the delivery in Cuba? I need you to be there before the shipment arrives-" my father continues grabbing a cig to light.

"who was harper?" I go straight to it cutting him off, his gaze shoots up to me, his dull eye piercing through the smoke of his cig.

" Who?" he furrows his eyebrows as if he didn't hear me correctly 

"Harper Beatrice Blade" Her name was written next to my mothers on the file she sent me " Don't play dumb father you know exactly who I'm talking about, now answer me," I say holding the gun up to him

"I'm not sure I do," he says, that intelligent ass motherfucker

"the one you killed? ring a bell" and that presses his buttons as he slams his desk 

"you don't know what you're talking about" he growls as I cock the safety off the gun 

"and that's why I'm asking you, so answer the damn question why'd you kill her" I stand up facing my father on the other side of the desk

"I didn't kill her boy" he sneers

"just like you didn't kill my mother, old man?" I sneer back
That throws him back.
"you're a selfish bastard who killed everyone in our lives, I can't believe I ever wanted to be like you" I step closer to him standing right next to him facing the other way.

"now Kean if you don't want the video of you killing your wife leaked on every fucking news channel I advise you to answer the questions I asked you" I growl in his ear

"How old was she? And why'd you kill them? " he takes a moment before swallowing and facing me

"Four" he answered back no sign of guilt or sympathy in his eyes but his voice was low and f
four! she was four

"why'd you do it" I growl not trying to break into tears especially not in front of this man

"I had to! I didn't have a choice it was either her or the mafia the rank was already going low because she was a girl! " and that snaps the anger in me
I grab him by his neck pushing him against the desk

"so you fucking killed her! were you ever going to tell me? " I yell
"that you fucking killed my mother and my sister that I never knew I had" my voice goes hoarse 

"Would that have made you a better man" he replies back unfazed
I let go of him shaking my head at his words.
"My mother" I rasp "you killed her with me in her arms how could you? how could you have killed the woman who brought you your son" I inch closer to him he looks down then back at me 
 "Sometimes you have to do unbelievable things to become a better person" He was full of shit and he's not worth this shit. I throw my gun on the floor and storm out of his office.

And without even realizing I arrive in front of Alaras door, god she deserves an apology. The way she comforted me yesterday and got the videos and files I need and for what when I've only been an ass to her.

I knock on the door putting my hands in my pockets as I wait for the door to open which it does after a moment.
the door opens and reveals Alara, her hair tousled to the side, a red net nightgown thrown on her slim tan body, her eyes squinted before they widen as she sees me.

"uh hey, can.. can I come in?" I ask trying to look past her she inches the door closed trying to block the view as she looks back in her room. I furrow my eyebrows.
"uhm I was actually gonna go down for breakfast" she smiles tying her hair up.
the way she looks doesn't tell me she was awake before I came but I don't argue on I have already upset her enough so I nod.

"then I'll join you," I say holding my hand out to her
she looks back in her room and back to me then hesitantly nods.

We walk down the stairs and I let her go before me admiring her long legs and narrow waist,
stop Alonso you fucking pervert
What?
she will be my wife.

I put my hand on her lower back and led her towards the dining hall, she looks over her shoulder and a confused smile takes over her face as I help her sit down.

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I stare at her as she takes bites of her eggs and toast and sips of her coffee, how come I never realized how fucking attractive she looks as she eats?

"so are you just going to stare at me" she raises her eyebrows as she holds her fork up midway.

"right..uhm" I clear my throat holding my fist to my mouth "I wanted to say thank you, and sorry, sorry for being a jerk to you" she swallows her bite of food and looks at me with a smirk
"glad you came to your senses Mr. Blade I was really close to turning your heart into pulp " she raises her eyebrows as a playful smirk stays on her lips and a chuckle escapes from mine.
" good thing my heart is still intact" I smirk picking up my coffee mug to my lips

she laughs shaking her head and I get mesmerized,
" oh and there's just a couple of months left till the ceremony we're supposed to be finding a ring for you today." I set my mug down on the table and she stiffens as I change the topic "We'll be heading out later today so that you know" I raise my eyebrow waiting for a response but all I get is a nod as she finishes the rest of her meal. 

 

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