“See, I think she’s getting the hang of it,” Ares says to his brothers.“Our little sis is such a spitfire.”
Annoyed, I head for the exit, speaking with my back to my father.“I’m out of here.Fuck this shit.”
“If you want to continue managing Olympus,” Dad shouts, “you’ll stay and eat dinner with us.But if you walk out that door, Ophelia, I will wash my hands of you.”
Olympus is my dad’s highest-earning nightclub.He put me in control of it after graduating high school, and it’s been the only thing keeping me going since Mom died.Being a boss has given me a sense of purpose.
I need that club.
It’s my life force.
I spin around to face him.“You wouldn’t.”
“I don’t want to disown you.”His eyebrows knit together as if he’s struggling with this decision.“But I will.”
I point my finger at Athena.“Because of her?I’m your daughter.Your flesh and blood.She’s some home-wrecker who took advantage of you while your wife died.”
“I’m sick of your princess attitude,” Ares interjects.“Apologize to our mother.Now!”
I blow out a deep breath and ignore him.
With my teeth gritted, my gaze lands on my dad.“And here, I thought you were different.But I guess all men only ever think with their dicks.”
I don’t wait for him to answer and race upstairs, my feet moving so quickly that the soles of my shoes feel like they’re on fire.Every part of my body burns from the adrenaline coursing through me.
“Ophelia,” Dad calls out from the ground floor.
Screw him.
I stuffed clothes, toiletries, and a few things into a backpack.My bodyguard will let me crash at his place until I figure out what to do with my life.
I don’t need my father.
My dad and his new family are still in the sitting room when I head downstairs, adjusting the bag’s strap over my shoulder.
Everyone stops talking.
They stare at me.
Ares cradles his mother in his arms like a newborn baby, dabbing at her tears with a silk handkerchief that matches his tie, but his eyes never leave mine.
He glares at me.
I roll my eyes.
Fuck him.
And thisfamily.
He exits the room, blocking my path to the front door.Because of his size, I can’t get around him.Not with all the muscle bulging from beneath his suit jacket.
“Get out of my way, Ares.”
He dips his head down so he’s almost at my height, and our eyes connect.“Listen up, you little brat, because I won’t repeat myself.If you don’t march your entitled ass back into that room and apologize to my mother, I will make your life a living hell.”
“Your threats mean nothing to me.”I reach into my back pocket and grab the Glock from my waistband, jamming the barrel into his stomach.“Now, if you don’t moveyourass out ofmyway, I will put a bullet in your kidney.You do the math, Ares.That gives you maybe a five percent chance of survival if you’re lucky.”
“This isn’t over.”He moves to the side, teeth bared.“I’ll find you, Little Dragon.And when I do, your mouthy ass is mine.”
