Page 41 of Darkest Love
Her eyes widen at my words, like she’s surprised I would choose to save her life over giving up money. Does she thinkthat low of me? I guess I haven’t given her much hope in me. In fact, I’ve given her no hope in me. Not from how much I’ve put distance between us.
“Good,” Remy growls. “So give it to me.”
“I’ll have to wire transfer it to you. I don’t have it on me.”
“Tick, tock, Adrien. If you try to fuck me over, I’ll shoot your wife in the head.”
My eyes meet Ana’s. “I’ll save you,” I promise.
The worst part about all of this is that she looks doubtful.
“I have cash on me,” I say. “I’ll give you what I have right now. And then you can leave. I’ll transfer the rest of the money later.”
“Bullshit,” Remy growls, pressing the gun harder to Ana’s temple. She cries out and the sound makes even more guilt settle in my stomach. “You’re just trying to trick me. Give me my money now.”
“Ok. Then let’s go into my office. I’ll transfer the money right this second. Just put your gun down.”
“No. Your wife is my insurance. I’m going to keep her right here with me.” Remy pulls Ana even closer to him. She flinches.
Slowly, I head into my office. Remy follows with Ana in his arms. Nico, Liam, and Mikhail try to come with but Remy’s guards stop him.
I settle behind my desk and open my bank account. “Ok. I’ll wire you the money right this moment.”
Everything inside of me doesn’t want to give Remy a fucking cent. But I have to save Ana. This is the only way.
I don’t love her. I’m incapable of it. But… looking at her now, terrified and at risk of getting hurt, let’s me know that I do have some feelings for her. In fact, I might have more feelings for her than I ever realized.
But this is why I never wanted them. I care too much about her that Remy is able to use her against me. If I just didn’t care aboutAna at all, I’d tell Remy to kill her and move on with my life. It would make everything more simple.
And also more lonely.
I had a woman on my arm and in my bed almost every night before I met Ana. And while I’ve been missing sex, I have found a quiet contentment in knowing that she’s in my home. That I have someone to return to every day. It’s been more nice than I would have ever admitted.
And now I could lose her and that would crush me.
I transfer the money to Remy. “There. You have your money. Come check.”
Remy knows he’ll have to let Ana go to come over and look at my screen. He’s a greedy enough bastard to want to make sure he has his money.
Slowly, he walks over, still holding onto Ana. But the second he leans down to look at the computer, I shove him back. He stumbles and lets Ana go.
“Run!” I tell her.
She doesn’t hesitate to run to the door but Remy shoots his gun at her. The bullet lands in her arm, knocking her over. I punch Remy in the face and knock his gun out of his hand. We both scramble for it but Remy gets a strong punch to my head that makes me slump to the ground for a moment.
He grabs his gun and points it at me. I stare up at the fucking bastard. I’m seriously going to be taken down by a man who looks like Remy?
“Say goodnight, Adrien,” he says like he’s much more cool than he actually is.
“You’re pathetic,” I say.
“Are those your final last words?”
I don’t give him the satisfaction of me saying anything.
Remy smirks and lifts his gun to my head. And that’s when Ana runs over and slams her body into Remy’s knocking himto the side. I jump to my feet and punch him again, once more knocking the gun from his hand.
Remy punches me back before he runs from the room. I start to give chase when Ana cries out, clutching at her bleeding arm.
