Macsen snorts.“Livi made her own choice, something Lu is also very fucking capable of doing.”
Turning to face my father I snap, “Like Macsen mentioned, I’m very capable of making my own damn decisions.Glad to have cleared this up.Now, did you know there’s a bounty on my head?”
“Yes,” my father states without a hint of surprise as to why I know and am asking him about it.“We found out yesterday when we caught a man trying to enter the mansion.Brando managed to squeeze a few answers from him.The man replied to a message on the dark web, an open invitation to whomever shows proof of death.”
I’ve faced men trying to kill me.A gun aimed right between the eyes, knives placed on my neck, bullets flying, fists in the face.Hearing someone actually placed a request for my murder on a board for anyone to give it a shot?Insane.
“How much is the bounty?”I ask, trying to keep my voice steady and not think about the little one growing inside my body.
A baby who has a right to come into this world and not have it ended before birth because someone wants me dead.
“Fifty grand,” Macsen answers instead of my father.
“Do we know who placed the request?”I bounce my gaze between my father and Macsen.
My father shakes his head and it’s Macsen who answers again.“Lenz, our computer guy, managed to reveal a post with the description stating, ‘live fantasy with only your happy ending.’It’s a link to the auction for a live snuff movie.Lenz scanned for more requests and offers by the same person.That’s how we found the request for Lu’s death along with a picture of her and this address.Lenz tracked down where the requests were posted from.Dudley Wilton’s place.”
Again, that name pops up.
I narrow my eyes at my father.“You’ve made some really fucked-up choices when it comes to picking men for me.No offense, but I’m going to turn down any men you suggest from here on out.”
The flinch is a rare show of emotion for my father, and he masks it so quickly, it makes me wonder if I’d imagined it.
He eyes Macsen.“Maybe I should suggest this asshole, maybe then you’ll turn your back on him.”
Macsen growls low in his throat and I place my hand on his chest while I face my father and state, “It doesn’t count when it comes to Macsen.Some things aren’t for us to decide until you realize you’re finally on the right path.”
I feel Macsen place his hand on my hip and he gives me a small squeeze.The warmth of his touch seeps into me, along with his small thanks without words.
CHAPTER TWELVE
–MACSEN –
I silently roar with satisfaction.The right path.Hearing her voice those words, and with it stand up to her father, are perfect given our situation.There are a few things I need to tell Holland, but right now I have to keep my mouth shut and give Lu the chance to speak her mind.
My hand on her hip, along with the soft squeeze is to let her know I’m right there with her.The approaching rumble of bikes lets me know my time of discussing the reason why I’m here is almost up.
