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I begin shaking from utter embarrassment. My father knew I wasn’t innocent, but I don’t need my sexual prowess broadcasted in front of the two families.
Octavious cocks his gun and points it at Felipe. Felipe’s head falls a little in front of us as he knows what is about to happen. He knows he is about to die.
I wish I could save the man that has been there for me forever, but there is no saving him. This isn’t a Disney movie where I can trade places with my Felipe.
My heart hammers in my chest. All of Octavious’s men are watching the exchange and their eyes are fixated on their leader.
“Get my daughter out of here,” my father grumbles.
Suddenly, I feel Iago’s hands on my arms and he is pulling me out of the room. I begin to shake my head frantically. I have to watch what happens next. I have to know what happens. I have to know if my dad is going to be killed right now. I just have to know.
“Sugar pop, you have to come with me.”
“But!” I try to interject. My word falls on deaf ears.
“When you really try to fuck up your life, you do it very well,” Iago mutters.
“I didn’t know. I truly didn’t know!”
My best friend nods. He knows I wouldn’t do something this messed up on purpose. He knows I’m not that kind of woman who would try to jack up her life.
And then everything hits me. Last night when Octavious told me he was a jewel thief or whatever his terminology was, I should have known. The Andino Family is in charge of smuggling black market jewels out of Africa and have been for years.
I can’t believe I didn’t put two and two together.
My mind is hating myself for sleeping with a man who is attached to the life I have been trying to avoid my whole life. I can’t believe I did it. The worst part about it? I want to do it again. My sex is alive and wanting like a whore for Octavious.
“You really know how to step in it.”
Chapter Fifteen
Octavious
“You fucked my daughter. How the hell am I supposed to get her a nice Greek husband or have her marry one of my guys knowing you tainted her?” Baros yells at me over the man who is still bound to my chair.
I smirk. “She was good, too.”
“You can have her. I don’t want her back knowing you fucked her.”
I would have burst out laughing if it was a different situation but I know he’s telling the truth. He honestly thinks I would have fucked her if I would have known who she was?
“I’m taking my guy back,” Baros mutters and starts untying him.
I cross my arms and feel the nice Italian silk stretch over my chest. Just because we are in Greece, doesn’t mean I don’t go across country lines to get the good stuff. I love the feel of the Italian silk on my body. Plus, their suits are tailored just right for me.
“You take him back, fine. But you’re not taking your own daughter?”
My mind is swimming with how fucked up this situation is. He’s going to turn his back on his daughter because I slept with her? What kind of bull shit is that?
Baros undoes all of the ties bounding his man and he’s muttering to himself like the crazy fool everyone thinks he is. “I’m not taking that whore back. I can’t have my guys knowing I allowed her to fuck one of you.”
I can’t believe how callous he is being. The man is completely warped. If the tables would have been turned and it was my daughter sleeping with an enemy, would I have reacted the same way?
I’m not sure.
“Take him. You can tell Vera before you leave,” I answer cooly.
Baros has the man untied and is helping him walk out of the warehouse. Vera is at the door with her friend and she appears to be stressed out. Before anything is discussed, I need to ask her some questions.
