The Deal

50

"Information?" I asked. I mean it makes sense but I know a lot about Emilio's business, and that's the worst part. I'll have to act like I know nothing and he could find me useless and kill me if he wants to.

"That's what I said. For starters, is it true you're carrying the heir of Emilio's businesses?" He smirked at my nervous demeanor.

When I don't answer, the man let's out a humorless laugh. "This will be your only warning, answer me or I'll give you a reason to fear me."

His threat sent shivers down my spine and I nodded. "Yes. That is true."

"Do you know any details about Emilio's operations?" He asked as he stood up from his chair.

"No, Emilio never involved me in business. I wasn't allowed to know anything." False, it's not that I wasn't allowed, in fact I know pretty much everything. Where his shipments go, where they come from, who buys and who sells. All of the partnerships and what they look like just in case something happened to Emilio so I could run everything. Emilio always took precautions, especially after the break in.

"Yes I noticed he never really brought you out to play much." The man smirked as he sat down directly in front of me on the table that was separating us before.

I looked at him questioningly. His actions were beginning to be more and more sus.

"Although I must know, are the suspicions of yours and Emilio's marriage being arranged true?"

"What is this truth or dare?" I thought to myself as I seemed to be getting more and more annoyed.

I let out a sigh. "Yes, they're true. Doesn't change the fact that we do love each other."

The man lets out a chuckle and hangs his head. He looked back up to me and shook his head.

"Oh you naive little girl.." He stood up and walked to the other side of the room, picking up a laptop from the bed.

I waited curiously as he logged into the computer and pulled something up. He walked over to me with a sly grin on his face.

The man placed the laptop on the coffee table in front of me and pressed play on a video of two people under sheets. I recognized those sheets, but they're old sheets, sheets I haven't seen since before I ran away.

"You called me in here to watch porn?" I asked sounding annoyed to which he hushed me and turned my attention towards the computer.

Not much later Emilio and the girl I beat when I was first taken came out of the sheets. Both panting and still going at it. I know this was before, back when I hated Emilio but it still stung to see him with someone else.

This man wants to play games? Okay. I'll play along. He really thinks I'm that stupid. Little does he know, those sheets were left in that house when we left it. That bed, gone. That room, gone. We have no ties to that house anymore because the location was compromised.

I know all of the properties we own. This house is not on the list.

I let tears surface as I watched, emotionless tears. The fake tears coming out better than I thought they would.

"Why are you showing me this?" I ask as I look away from the screen.

The man grabs my chin and pulls it towards him roughly. "To show you how stupid you sounded."

Ouch.

"Emilio doesn't love you. He loves nobody but himself." He grits out.

He's wrong. Emilio not only loves me, but he loves the guys. He loves them like family, like brothers. A part of me is glad that he's dead, but only because I know how much he'd be suffering right now. I feel horrible for Jackson. I could see how much he cared for Kris, and I screwed up. I got her killed.