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KAI

I tookGemma to the bar with me.

Until I found out who the fuck Aleksei Savkin was, I wasn’t letting her out of my sight.

I had Fiona’s laptop tucked into my bag. I no longer needed her finger, which was now ashes in the cemetery, along with her body and that of Kenton Myers.

I was able to override the system and change the password as soon as I got into her laptop.

I didn’t tell Gemma that her mom and stepfather were dead. I had told her they were no longer a problem for her, so she wouldn’t need to worry. I had waited for her to ask me what had happened to them.

I would have told her the truth, but my pretty girl didn’t ask.

She had given me a sad smile that made me want to go back and burn down the entire fucking house, and hugged her close.

I supposed some part of her knew what happened to them.

But she was handling everything well.

My little warrior.

I led her inside the bar, finding Dad and Emmy right away.

Dad grinned at our approach, his eyes moving to Gemma’s stomach.

He stood and pulled her into his arms.

“Hey, sweet girl. How is my grandbaby doing?”

Gemma bit her lip, surprised, before she patted her stomach. “He’s doing good.”

“He?” I asked.

Gemma nodded. “He feels like a boy.”

I smiled a little at that. I didn’t give a damn what the gender of the baby was, as long as my baby was healthy, but if she said the baby feels like a boy, who the hell was I to argue with her?

Dad’s shoulders relaxed, and he turned to Emmy. “Fuck, but I can’t wait to meet the newest member of the Madden clan.”

I grinned. As soon as I told Gemma she was pregnant, she had insisted on doing a pregnancy test. I was prepared for that, having bought three different packs of pregnancy tests. We took them all, and the result was a fucking resounding yes.

In about eight months or so, I was gonna be a dad.

And her first doctor’s appointment was next week.

Fuck me, but the more I saw my family, the more restless I felt.

Things would be better once we got rid of the Savkin Bratva once in for all.

Dad might be even more excited about this pregnancy than we were.

I couldn’t fault him for that.

When he looked at me, I gestured to my bag. It was time to get to fucking work.

He nodded and let Gemma go before turning to Emmy and planting a quick, hard kiss on her lips.

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