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My fingers shake as I click into Instagram. I swallow tightly as I start the live video, and thousands of people join immediately.

“Hey!” I say extra cheerily. “How’s everyone doing?”

With the camera showing both of us in the frame, I don’t show my shock when Levi pulls my chair closer to him and wraps an arm around my shoulders and smiles against my hair. I hold back a wince.

“Stop looking so tense. We’re dating, remember?” he whispers against my ear before kissing my neck with a smile.

Neck kisses. Doesn’t he know neck kisses are off-limits?You can kiss me anywhere, but neck kisses aren’t good for my ovaries.

Smiling at the camera, I spot when Justin’s username pops up. It takes everything in me not to let my smile slip. For the rest of our live video, we answer our fans’ questions. Levi continues to act like a perfect boyfriend, kissing me on the cheek, smiling down at me, and squeezing me closer in his embrace.

And the entire time, the only thing I can think about is how the man beside me will be the death of me for many reasons.

CHAPTER21

AMELIA

“For as long as I’ve known you guys, there’s something I’ve noticed within your team that could potentially free you guys from your contract,” Trinity states, eyeing all of us with a serious expression on her face.

“And what’s that, rock star?” Leonidas muses, grabbing his girlfriend’s hand and squeezing it with a smile.

Ripping her hand away, she glares at her boyfriend. “This is a serious matter, Leonidas. I know what I’m talking about.”

Throwing his hands up, he smiles. “And I’m all ears.”

“The best way to destroy something”—Elijah and I both shift slightly at her harsh wording—“is to go from the inside, find a crack in the system, gather evidence, and expose,” she finishes, leaning closer to us in her chair.

“What crack have you discovered?” Elijah asks, no hope in his brown eyes.

Brown eyes that look so tired …

“Your dad.”

After dropping a bomb like that, all she does is lean back in her chair with a wicked smile.

“Our dad?” Leonidas finds my and Elijah’s eyes before looking at his girlfriend. “What do you mean, Trinity?”

She crosses her arms across her chest and shakes her head. “Do you know how much evidence you probably have of him? We all know your dad, and he’s not a good man at all. You all must have footage, text messages, and conversations that you can pull up, displaying his verbal and physical abuse.” She smiles at us. “And if you don’t have anything on him, it’s still not too late to gather evidence. We can work on this together.”

“He’s our father though. I get where you’re coming from, Trinity, and honestly, that’s a good idea. But do we really want to expose our dad?” Elijah expresses, looking stressed.

“He doesn’t act like a father,” Leonidas mumbles, playing with a ring around his girlfriend’s finger.

We all nod, looking conflicted at the idea.

“And to top it all off, if we do this, your mom can get out of this marriage.”

I raise a brow. Where has she been all our lives? I’m convinced we’re all soul mates.

Elijah drops his head into his palm and asks, “So, we gather evidence, and then what?”

“Take their asses to court and show a judge all the evidence that will prove your management team and your father failed to honor their established obligations. And if that doesn’t work, we go the messy route. Leak all the footage online. Your millions of followers will be so upset that they’ll cause an uproar. And if the team doesn’t do anything about the situation, it will make them look bad to the public.”

“How are we sure this is going to work?” I ask quietly.

“Blackmail always works,” Trinity states. “Your dad is so into the money that he’ll do anything to not lose all the money he’s stolen from you guys.”

“He’s going to be so angry,” I point out with a frown.