“What’s that have to do with my wife?” Sin demands.
“Laura was re-gifted to marry James. He found out that Laura had Liam kill Nicholas.” His eyes drop to look at my father still confused how he’s alive. “He threatened to go to the Lords, but Laura offered up Elli to him.”
“You bitch.” My mother gets to her feet and runs toward Lincoln, but Sin let’s go of the chair to turn and grab a hold of her before she can get to her husband.
Sin spins her around, wrapping his arm around her neck, holding her back to his front. “Keep talking Linc.” He commands, choking her out.
He licks his lips. “Laura went to Liam and told him what happened and how she gave up Elli to him. Your father wanted in on the action. So he blackmailed James, forcing him to let him have a piece of Elli. It worked for a while. But James wanted Asher Corp and your father refused to hand it over. So James threatened to go to you. Show you the videos and pictures that had proved your father had been fucking the one you were supposed to marry.”
My mother’s eyes roll back into her head and Sin let’s her go; she falls to the floor unconscious. “So my father had him killed.” Sin sighs, his eyes on mine. “That part was true.” He nods to himself.
I’m shaking. My breathing erratic. I take a few steps backwards needing some space. She sold me for a company? My innocence meant nothing to her. You, however, were worth more alive.
“You fucking ruined it.”
We all look over to the Liam on the floor, getting to his feet. His eyes narrowing on his son as he wipes the blood from his face. “The Lords were supposed to find the pictures of Elli on his phone. Not only was she a slut, but she was also an addict. They would have deemed her unfit to be a Lady.” His eyes meet mine. “She would have been tainted. Nothing more than a whore for us to use.”
“So she couldn’t inherit my business.” My father adds. “Leaving it to you to run and control.” He takes a step closer to Liam. “You knew I wanted Easton and Elli to marry. You knew I wanted Easton to help Ellington take over Asher Corp.”
“He didn’t fucking deserve it.” Liam shouts.
“We had a deal.” My father growls.
“Deal?” Liam gives a rough laugh. “I was supposed to be your partner and you cut me out of everything.”
My father’s jaw sharpens. “You wouldn’t have known that until after I died.”
“How did Nathaniel get involved?” Sin wonders.
“Who is that?” Linc asks and no one answers him.
“He had reached out to Laura. Needed money. Knew you wouldn’t help him out because you’d been bailing him out for years. It was the perfect opportunity.” Liam spits blood out onto the floor. “She slipped something in his drink, and I strung him up.” he smiles proud of himself.
My mother starts to come to, groaning and rolling around on the floor. Sin walks over to her, grabs her by the hair yanking her to her feet and making her face her husband. “Say goodbye.” He tells her.
“No. No.” Linc begins to panic stomping on the chair and my mom starts crying.
Sin nods to my father who walks over to Linc and kicks the chair out from underneath him while we stand around and watch.
CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
SIN
I WALK INTO the man’s office, and he looks up to see me. “Have a seat, Easton.” He points to the chair across from his desk.
Doing as I’m told, he sets a stack of papers on the surface and slides them toward me and then hands me a pen. Looking over them, I sign my name where the yellow tabs are placed.
“I have to ask, Sin,” he calls me by my nickname, “is everything okay?”
I turn the page and sign the last one and then place the pen on the paper. “Everything’s fine,” I lie as I stand and exit his office.
Entering our house twenty minutes later, I make my way straight to the master suite. The sun hasn’t even started to rise yet. My meeting this morning was off the books. It needed to be done but draw as little attention as possible. The less who know, the less can ask questions.
Pushing the bedroom door open, I find her still lying in our bed, sound asleep. I shut the door and lean back against it, crossing my arms over my chest and just listening to her soft snoring fill the room.
My chest is heavy, everything she has been through was due to my family. My father started all of this. Her mother helped, but I never thought to ask why or how. Now it’s too late. The damage is done. I don’t mean my little demon. Although I hate what she went through, I’d never change who she is. I love her. Every crooked piece, every sharp edge. She is the frame to a picture. She is what holds me together. I just wish I could have been the same for her.
Pushing off the door, I pull my T-shirt up and over my head while kicking off my shoes. Then I’m undoing my jeans and shoving them down my legs along with my boxers. Pulling the covers back, I crawl in bed next to her. Wrapping my arm around her body, I pull her into me. She’s so warm, like a fucking oven.
She shifts, burying her head into my chest. I love it.
I kiss her hair and slide my hand down her bare back. Whenever we’re in bed together, we’re both naked. Always. I want to see and touch what’s mine.
My hand slides between our bodies and I find her pussy, running my fingers over it. She lets out a moan, her hips pushing against my hand.
I kiss her hair again, inhaling her scent while pushing a finger inside of her. Her breath catches and I push her onto her back, adjusting myself to sit between her parted legs.
“Sin,” she sighs my name, her hands coming up to run through her hair while she arches her back.
I lean over, my free hand wrapping around her chin to hold it in place, and press my lips to hers. “I love you, Ellington.”
Her eyes open and she looks up at me, and they’re filled with concern. I never call her by her full name other than when she pisses me off. “You okay?” she asks, wrapping her arms around my neck. Goose bumps spread across my body as her fingers softly run through my hair.
I’m going to miss this. Her hands on me, hearing her voice, seeing those beautiful eyes every morning when she wakes up. I give her a soft smile, but don’t answer. She will be okay. I’ve made sure of it. But me? I’ve had a clock ticking since I made my deal with the Spade brothers. And I don’t regret it.
“Sin.” She goes to sit up, but I continue to hold her down with my hand around her chin and press my lips to hers.
I kiss her passionately, trying to tell her I’m sorry without having to say the words. Hoping that she can feel how much I love her. Need her.
Pulling away, she opens her heavy eyes and looks up at me. “I love you, Sin.”
Now I can die a happy man.
Letting go of her, I sit up and reach over to open the top drawer of the nightstand. Pulling out what I want, I take her left hand and slide the Harry Winston halo wedding ring onto my wife’s finger.
She gasps, holding it up to get a look at it. Eyes wide with excitement and surprise.
“I hope you like it.”
Her eyes look over at the nightstand and then back to mine. “How? How long have you had this?”
“A while.” I admit shamelessly. “I always knew I’d make you my wife, Elli.”