The criminal complaints are documented online by a blog called,“Rich boy privilege.”
“Unbelievable.” She groans, dropping her head against the back of the couch. “I didn’t know he had allegations against him. But I can believe it.”
“We put the girl in his trunk,” Z says, speaking my line of thinking.
“Yes. And then ring in an anonymous tip,” I finish with a grin.
“You beautiful bastards.” Alyona laughs in astonishment. “That’s brilliant.”
“Let’s get to work.”
Chapter Fourteen
Alyona
“It’s hard not to take offense that you left us to live here with him,” Rodion sneers down his nose, looking at Jeremiah’s small cock.
“It’s complicated,” I offer weakly.
Oddly, seeing Jeremiah like this doesn’t make me feel anything. Just mad about what the repercussions will be. I wish she hadn’t killed him.
“Uncomplicate it,” he demands. The tone from last night is back in his voice.
Hurt. Anger. Hate.
My stomach twists, and a lump forms in my throat.I don’t want him to hate me.
“I would always choose you, Ro, you and Z both over any man if given the choice. But choices aren’t something I have the luxury of.”
It’s as close to the truth as I can get.
“You’re talking in riddles,” he growls, smoldering with bitterness.
Dragging Jeremiah’s body from the bed, with little effort, he allows it to thud to the floor without care.
I blanch, shaking my head. “Yuri sent a fucking nun assasin who tried eliminate me. Can we get this done and talk about the rest later?”
He snarls at me. “I don’t know,dezertir.”Deserter. “Are you going to be around later?”
Am I?
That’s fair. I ran last time things got bloody.
“I didn’t mean to hurt either of you. I didn’t want to leave you,” I say in defense, guilt swelling in my chest.
I wish I could have stayed.
“Yet, you left anyway. And don’t flatter yourself.” He scoffs. Fucking scoffs. “I’mnothurt.” He bares his teeth, snatching the duvet from the bed and rolling it up into a trash bag.
Swallowing past the tightness in my throat I shrug my shoulders, “I’m sorry, anyway.”
I hand him the pillow soaked in Jeremiah’s blood to add to the bag.
Swiping it out of my hand he says, “Don’t be. Z and I have always had each other and that’s all we’ve ever needed. You were a nice addition for a time, but we all knew it wasn’t going to be permanent.”
Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.
Don’t cry. Don’t cry. Don’t cry.
