“Why the fuck would he turn against Monte?” Dimitri wonders aloud. “He’s Monte’s favorite, always has been.” What he says is true. Vlad and Courtney were just the sons that came before the one he really wanted.
Something isn’t adding up.
“Monte will kill you and Hunter,” I grit out.
A sad look blooms in her eyes. She nibbles on her bottom lip. “I’m trying to put Monte away. He may be the one going to trial,but did you ever ask him why he is still roaming around freely and not waiting behind bars?”
Her questions has ice filling my veins. “What do you know?” I growl.
She sighs. “Monte is trying to cut a deal with my office. He’s going to give up names in exchange for his freedom. I’m the one pushing it to go to trial, because I want to nail that son of bitch!”
“That’s fucking smart, my father isn’t stupid,” Vlad snaps at her.
She shakes her head. “The names he’s trading for his freedom areyoursand your uncles. He’s pinning everything on the both of you!” Her revelation knocks the fucking air out of me. My world fucking tilts as betrayal slams into me. My own fucking blood turned against me.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
JENNA
I broke my oath.
I betrayed everything I believed in.
I’ll never be able to step foot in a courtroom again. I just ruined my own career and I wish I could say I did it to save my own ass, but the truth is, I did it to savetheirs. I’m a fucking fool. I want to blame it on the fact my emotions are haywire right now, because of the fact they tortured my body for hours, but I can’t.
“You’re a fucking liar,” Vlad roars and charges at me. I brace for him to slam into me but it doesn’t prepare me for the wind being knocked out of my lungs when he tackles me to the ground. I lash out and slap him across the face. He grips my wrist, making me cry out in pain when he squeezes it tight, tearing the flesh worse than the cuffs did. He’s straddling me and glaring down at me with the promise of murder in his eyes.
“Vladimir!” Dimitri shouts his name, but he ignores him as he grips my throat with his free hand. Fear rolls through me, I know I’m in a fuck load of danger right now, but try to explain that to my fucking pussy, who is clamping down on air. All of them are still naked like I am.
“Hunter wouldn’t turn on me?—”
“He didn’t,” I interject. “He only helped me when I approached him, because I told him your father was going to try and cut a deal. I only want Monte. I had no intention of coming after you or your uncle. I swear.”
“Why didn’t you come to either of us. Why go to Hunter?” Vegah asks.
I keep my eyes on Vlad as I answer. “I knew out of all of you, Vlad, Courtney and Hunter that I wouldn’t be able to turn the three of you on Monte. I knew I had a shot with Hunter,” I admit.
“How?” Dimitri presses.
“Every photo there is of Hunter with either of you or Courtney in the picture, he looks at you with devotion. He idolizes the ground you three walk on and I knew he would choose to protect you over his father.”
“We’ve been watching you for weeks. Not once have we seen you meet with Hunter,” Vlad hisses.
“I don’t go to him. He comes to me,” I answer. Vlad’s grip on my throat loosens. My eyes widen when I feel his cock growing hard against me.
“What’s his reasoning for giving the both of you up though. It makes no sense?” Dimitri breathes out. Remorse rolls through me as I look at each of them before finally settling on Dimitri, which makes him frown.
“You’re the reason,” I utter quietly.
He jerks in shock. “Me?” he gasps out.
“Yes,” I answer.
“Why?” Vegah snaps.
“Hunter told me that your and Vlad’s… sexual preferences have never sat right with his father. In order to preserve the respect of the family.”
Vlad snarls. “He wants me to rot in fucking prison because I choose to fuck Dimitri and share him with my uncle?” It’s posed as a question but I know he isn’t expecting an answer.
