“Shit, that does complicate matters.”
“He needs to pay for hurting her.”
“I’m not against that.” He took his leather gloves from his coat pocket. “What do you have in mind?”
“I had our guys locate him. He still lives in Brooklyn.” When Sable and Chance left, he never even tried to look for them. What kind of father does that? I guess the kind who would abuse them. “I want a couple of men to go rough him up. Show him how it feels to be defenseless.”
“Do you want it to be an anonymous job?” He stretched his glove over his large hand. “Make him suffer so you’ll feel better?”
“I want to be there when it’s over. I want to walk in and let him know I’m responsible.” I gazed up the stairs, knowing that Sable would never approve of this. “I want him to know I’m taking care of her and giving her the life she deserves.”
“Are you sure that’s how you want to play this?”
“Positive.” I couldn’t rest until this was done. I had a difficult time accepting that I couldn’t make Bello and Medina suffer for coming at me through Sable right now, but I could have control over how her father was dealt with. “You’ve had a similar situation with Lissia and her father, so you know where I’m coming from.”
“I agree with you, but Sable might not,” he said. “She left her past behind for a reason.”
“It’s still going to be in her past, but I need that fucker to know that I know what he did and I want him to pay.” I took my coat that I had slung over the chair when I first came downstairs this morning. “He needs to know she belongs to me now and I’ll never hurt her.”
“You want to fix this for her,” he said. “Because that’s what you do.”
“Having her father beat up for treating her like dirt won’t solve any problems, but maybe he’ll regret hurting her and that will have to be enough.”
My father looked in the window from outside and pointed to the SUV waiting in the driveway.
“I’ll set it up.” Chello patted my shoulder. “And if you decide that the beating isn’t enough, I’ll take care of him. No questions asked.”
“Thank you.” I hoped that this visit would be enough for me to get over the anguish Sable’s father put her through. “It’s good to know that I won’t have to be the one to do it.”
“You need to be able to look her in the eyes and tell the truth when you say you didn’t kill him.” He glanced out the window. “Just like Dad did for me when he took care of Gian.”
“Bello’s mine though.” I opened the front door. “The end of my gun will be the last thing he ever sees.”
No one would ever hurt Sable again.Not while I draw breath.
TWENTY-TWO
Sable
Dumpingthe pregnancy test out of the bag and onto the bed was the easy part. Waiting another six hours to tell Milo I wanted to take the test was hard.
I could take the test now, and then if it was negative, I’d be able to tell Milo I thought I was pregnant but it was a false alarm.But what if it isn’t a false alarm?I’d have to wait all day to tell him I was pregnant.
Milo had to be by my side when I read those results. I needed to see his reaction. Did he even want a baby? Did I? There was so much chaos surrounding our lives. Was it too risky to even consider bringing a child into this house?
All the talk of enemies and protecting people.God, killing people!The danger that was Milo’s life never seemed more real than right now. If I was pregnant, how could we keep this baby safe?
“You are not going to end up in pieces all over the driveway.”
My stomach flipped and I swore my breakfast would end up in the toilet, but I understood Milo’s fear. It wasn’t tangible when we were talking about me because I thought I was invincible as long as I had Milo. But if there was a baby, I would be terrified that we couldn’t protect them.
That was what it meant to be a good parent. I would put my baby above everything else. Milo would do the same.
Stop this!The chances of there actually being a baby were slim. Well, not that slim considering all the sex we had. But still, I took my pill. Most of the time…
“Hey.” Lissia came into the bedroom and sat on the bed with me. “You’re so pale. Are you okay?”
“What if I'm pregnant and Milo wants to send me away?” I blurted out before I even realized what I was asking or that I was even confiding in Lissia.
