Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91989 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91989 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
If this guy hadn’t come onto our property to claim what was ours, I doubt I would even ever get into the spirit of a fight.
But this man is threatening my life, my obsession…Aurora. She’s my reason for living, and he’s going to fucking pay.
I crush him in the face with my fist, but the asshole gets back up. Blood is streaming everywhere, but he comes for me. Just as I move on him again, the fuckwit crumples before my eyes. It’s as if someone whacked him in the kneecap.
Sweat is pouring down my back, face, and chest. Sweat stains are plastered all over my shirt, and I vow to chuck it out later tonight.
Declan comes up behind me. He’s holding his right fist and shaking his head.
“Man, I thought you were never going to knock him down.”
“Shut up, man,” I defend myself and hear Declan laugh.
“Maybe you should have tried a bit harder,” Declan grins at me.
He’s holding his right fist with his left hand.
“Fuck off. At least we got them all,” I retort and resist the urge to punch him.
At our feet, the billionaire prick groans and rolls from side to side.
Blood’s pouring from his nose, and his white shirt is bright red. He looks like a man that’s been taken down, knocked off his high horse—and that’s exactly what he deserves.
What a fucking shame.
“Hey, you,” Jasper yells as he walks toward us.
I know he’s not talking to me, but I feel my insides tighten at his words.
“Scumbag,” he says as he stops in front of the suit.
“What?” growls the billionaire, holding a handkerchief to his face. “You’ve got no right to interfere.”
“Oh, yes we do,” I say and watch him carefully.
If he were to make any sudden moves, I would be ready to pound him into the pavement.
“We know plenty about you, my friend,” hisses Declan.
Now, the billionaire’s not looking so confident anymore. I see Aurora come out from her hiding spot. Her hair is being tossed by the wind to one side.
The wind is also reaching for her shirt.
She looks so pale, so small, and so fragile. I fear if she’s not careful, a gust of wind might pick her up and take her away from us.
“We know who you are,” I turn my attention to fatso. “We know about your shady dealings and not so very clean friends. And let us put it this way to you in a language you can understand: if you don’t leave our property immediately, we’ll make sure you leave and never come back.”
Silence.
Aurora looks shell-shocked. I want to just go over and pick her up, let her know everything’s okay. But I stay where I am.
Plenty of time for physical contact later.
“The dirt we have on you is real—and we won’t be afraid to use it,” Jasper cuts in.
With a huff and a puff and much grunting and swearing, the billionaire scrambles to his feet. He won’t come back. He’s learned his lesson.
Aurora comes closer. She’s so pale. She’s totally shaken.
I wrap my arms around her. I won’t even mind if Jasper and Declan also want to hold her.
As if saying thanks, she pushes her body into me.
“Anders,” Declan is calling the young man over.
With slumped shoulders, he comes forward.
“You’re going to get into this limo and attend drug and alcohol rehab. You’ll find a bag of your essentials at the clinic.”
Anders stares at his feet. He seems too afraid to make eye contact with any of us.
“And don’t bother coming back until you’re drug-free.”
Slowly, he walks toward the limo. Aurora breaks into a run.
“Anders, wait,” she shouts and sprints toward him.
When she reaches him, she wraps her arms around his thin body and hugs him tightly. I watch as his hands briefly wrap around her before he lets go of her and then pushes her away.
He’s fucking pissed that we’ve intervened, and he doesn’t want to go. Rehab is akin to prison…you’re locked up until you’re better. By my estimates, he’ll be in there for a long, long time.
I catch her as she stumbles backwards. She buries her head into my shirt. Her body’s shaking, and I can feel her tears stain my shirt.
By the time the limo is out of sight, Jasper has bundled the bodyguards into their car and ordered the billionaire to drive off our property.
Aurora is sobbing into me. I stroke her back and then I grab her by the hand.
She follows me somberly to the house, and I know my brothers and I each have one thing on our mind…making sure Aurora’s truly okay and that her needs are tended to.
Chapter 50
Aurora
The guys lead me inside, and I feel like I’m tempting fate.
I just escaped one of the scariest situations of my life, and it was all because of them.
Where would I be without these men?