Page 69 of The Filth Kings

“Yeah, I wish you could stay longer under different circumstances, of course.” He chuckled dryly.

“Come on, I’ll take you to the front of the house.” He stepped away.

It felt like I could breathe again when he turned to walk away.Damn, so this not the front of the house?I thought as I quickly followed behind him. The more we walked the more amazed I was by the small world he created in his house. Although everything was grand and elegant looking, it felt like a home. It smelled as good as it looked. This must have been one wing to his home. I wondered where the women slept; where was Maylee’s room?

“Angel!”

My knees got weak hearing my father’s voice. All of my emotions flooded back inside of me as I gawked around wildly to lay eyes on him. Soon as my eyes landed on my dad, I took off and ran up to him as if my life depended on it. I ignored the pungent smell that radiated off of him and hugged him tightly. I could barely think straight as I clutched on to the man that always made me feel safe.

“Pa!” My voice cracked over my pounding heart.

My body shook as I buried my face into his chest. I could hear his erratic heartbeat as he held me tight.

“You okay, baby? I got you now, I’m so sorry Angel.” His voice croaked.

I couldn’t stop crying through his apologies, I felt overwhelmed as relief hit me all at once. He pulled me away by the shoulders and looked me in the eyes sadly.

“Angel, let’s sit down and talk.” His hands remained on my shoulders, warm but tensed.

He clutched my shoulders tighter as if he was afraid to let go. He was just sad and relieved to see me but now his bushy brows furrowed. As his big eyes searched mine, he scanned my face.

“We can talk on the way home,” I told him.

I swirled around to see if Detavio was still in the room, he wasn’t.

“I can’t leave…” His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down his throat as he nervously looked away.

A chill crept down my spine. I looked up at him confused.

“I can’t leave until Impurity is dead. There are some things that I need to talk to you about…I just hope that you will find it in your heart to forgive me.” He shifted on his feet uncomfortably.

“Please, sit down, Angel.” He pointed toward a white leather sectional couch.

“You’re scaring me?—”

“Please, just listen to me with an open mind and heart.” He swallowed down, visibly paranoid.

“Have you been stuck here?” I squinted my eyes at him.

His clothes looked filthy from where I stood, a wrinkled shirt with dry stains all over it. My father was always dressed nicely and he smelled good anytime I was around him.

“Detavio brought me to his home two days ago from Arkville,” he stated.

I watched him tuck his hands in his pockets. His eyes roamed around uncomfortably. He shut his eyes and took in a deep breath.

“What were you doing in Arkville?” My stomach dropped down to my bowels.

“It’s hard to explain, so I’ll just start by saying that your mother is well aware of everything. I was there to end things for good, but it’s not that easy when a person is obsessed and deeply in love…”

“Who else is in love with you besides Mom? What the hell does Arkville have to do with that!” I snapped, feeling my temper rise high.

“Language, you will still respect me no matter what I tell you today.” He corrected his posture and stood up straight.

I looked over at the white leather couch and decided that it was best for me to have a seat and fold my hands in my lap to contain my anger. I was already on edge after all of what I had been through. I finally got the chance to freedom only to have my father standing in front of me with some bullshit getting ready to fall from his mouth.

“Impurity Decebal, I loved him deeply and still have a deep unfiltered love for him, but I love your mother more. She was and still is the one and only woman to capture my heart from so much mischief…” He dropped his head in defeat as I stumbled back and fell on the couch.

What the fuck is he trying to say…no…I know what he’s saying but…Oh my God!!!My eyes blinked rapidly as I tried to digest the words that he’d spoken.

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