Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 102833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
“Bri,” I breathe out, “this is so thoughtful. Thank you.”
“Yeah,” Peyton agrees. “You just got the twins a stroller.”
Bri laughs. “I actually got them each one as well.” She pulls the envelopes out of her purse. “One for each of the twins and one for Damien. I know their parents are rich, but …”
“I get it,” I say, pulling her in for a hug. “Thank you.”
“Okay, enough of that,” Bri says when she steps back. “I think it’s time for some—”
Her words are cut off when a gentleman steps into the restaurant. He’s dressed in a sharp gray business suit that somehow contradicts his messy brown hair and stubbled jaw.
Immediately, the guards are on him, blocking his entry, but that doesn’t seem to sway him as his golden-brown eyes lock on Bri.
“Sorry, the restaurant is closed,” Ian says.
“Actually, I’m here for the baby shower,” he says, his voice smooth and confident. “Even brought a gift.” He holds up a small wrapped package and smirks.
“And you are?” Dominick asks.
“Kane Morgan.” He tries to step past the guards, but they stop him, so he sighs and stays where he is when he says, “I believe you all are responsible for killing the majority of my family.”
“Fuck,” my brother hisses. “I knew I recognized the name.” He steps forward. “You’re Kane Morgan, owner of Morgan Enterprises.”
“The one and only.” Kane grins.
“And what the fuck do you think you’re doing here?” Matteo asks, not sounding at all shocked at who this man is or what he accused them of. “You thought you’d come in here and what? Take us out in the middle of a restaurant that’s under our protection with our guards standing right here?”
Kane laughs, and the sound sends a chill straight up my spine.
“That’s not the kind of revenge I’m interested in. The best kind of revenge is success.” He unbuttons and opens his suit jacket. “Feel free to check me. I’m not armed.” He tosses the gift to Matteo. “For my niece or nephew.” He glances at me. “Congrats, by the way. It’s a shame my brother isn’t here to watch his child grow up.”
My brother …
Where have I heard that before?
And then it hits me …
“My brother might not think this is the way to get revenge, but I happen to disagree.”
I was so distraught from Enrique kidnapping me for a second time that I didn’t even think about what he was implying at the time.
Oh my God. He’s Enrique’s brother.
And he knows I’m pregnant with Enrique’s baby.
Thankfully, everyone already knows.
I insisted we be honest because if she came out looking like Enrique, I didn’t want our family to think I had been hiding it from Matteo. When we told them, Matteo made it clear the baby was his in every way that mattered, and none of them disagreed.
“Don’t fucking talk to my wife,” Matteo says. “That baby is ours. End of story.”
Kane raises his arms placatingly, and the guards pat him down. Once they’ve confirmed he’s not carrying any kind of weapon, they nod toward their bosses.
“So many deaths over women.” Kane shakes his head. “All I want is to save my father’s legacy.”
“Your father?” Dominick spits. “You mean the man who kept you hidden?”
“I mean the man who kept his cards close to his chest,” Kane corrects. “Who left me his entire empire.”
“The third party who bought Rothschild International,” Lorenzo notes.
“Joseph was grooming me to work alongside him,” Kane says. “Only he died before I could officially do so. He knew Anthony was a loose cannon. His only hope was the marriage he had arranged with your family.”
His eyes go to Bri, and I stifle my gasp because, holy shit, this man is Joseph’s son. We thought when Enrique died, we were rid of them, but apparently, the plot twists keep coming.
“And Enrique was too emotional. He’d never have cut it in the business world.”
“You don’t seem too torn up about your brother’s death,” Dominick notes.
“He chose to make it personal,” Kane says, his gaze going to me. “I loved my brother, but I warned him to keep it strictly business. He chose to avenge our father’s death his way, and he got what was coming to him. He was a grown man and knew the risks.”
I glance around, and while Peyton looks as confused and shocked as I am, Bri looks almost … pained. Does she know who he is?
“And what makes you think we won’t kill you the same way we killed the rest of your family?” Matteo says.
“I haven’t done anything to you, and from what I’ve observed, you’re honorable men.” His gaze bounces from Dominick, to Matteo, to Lorenzo.
“Get to the point,” Matteo demands. “What do you want?”
“I want what my father was owed,” Kane says simply. “Our families made an agreement years ago, and I’m here to collect. A third of the business and”—his eyes go straight to Bri—“her.”