But what Elena didn’t understand, what none of them understood, iswhatkilling his father meant.
With his father dead, then he would be the family head.
Ascension.
What would that mean for him?
For them?
Adria would want to talk about if he was okay with going after his father—sentencing him to death—but what he really didn’t want her to find out was that he wasn’t scared of killing him.
He was scared of being in charge.
Would she think less of him?
After Regan, Bryson barely even had the energy to play the Dominant with his brothers. He wasn’t sure if that would ever come back.
He couldn’t share that with her.
How could he tell her that he was now a shell of who he once was?
But how long could he pretend?
How long until she saw through him?
“Bryce, it’s dinner time,” Kaydon said, breathing heavily, trying to catch up.
Bryson stopped.
Kaydon searched his face. “You going to tell me what’s going on?”
Bryson felt his insides crack. Kaydon wanted to be with him on this, but Bryson didn’t even know how he was feeling. He didn’t even know what to say.
“It’s all just a lot,” Bryson said.
Kaydon’s eyes had a way of making Bryson feel like he was the strongest person in the world.
Except Kaydon didn’t know the truth. He didn’t know how weak Bryson really was.
“What are we going to do about your dad?” Kaydon asked.
Bryson looked towards the house. “If he’s a traitor, he deserves whatever is coming to him.”
Kaydon wrapped an arm around him, pressing his forehead into his. “You can act like you don’t care. I’ll pretend with you if you want.”
Bryson leaned into him. Fighting the tears that he knew wouldn’t come.
CHAPTER 48
CURITIBA PARANÁ
Seth sat next to Adria at the dinner table. His entire body was literally vibrating. He was having one of the best days. For weeks, he had kept his hurt a secret. He wasn’t used to talking about his feelings, and for some reason it was even harder with her. But Adria had made the experience so easy and better yet she wanted to kiss it and make it all better.
Her personalized attention during the past few hours had been almost painful. But the pain was exactly what he needed. Seth needed the mix in order to feel pleasure.
Adria knew how to work him into a frenzy.
His cock was dripping down his leg, just sitting at the table. His mind fought him. Trying to concentrate on the evening’s conversations, while his body pulled him to focus on the throbbing at his center.
