Page 22 of Remi's War (Four Dark Horsemen 2)

The fucker just wanted to kill the entire family as revenge for daring to go against his orders.

“But Theodore outsmarted him.”

“Yes. He made a will leaving all his wealth to their daughter Amalia. She survived and was left for her aunt to raise at the last minute. And then she just disappeared with the kid without a trace. She must have changed her family name. Asher flew out of the country even earlier to France and adopted a little girl there.” The information I’ve already read on the file is nagging my mind. It needs to be sorted and aligned to create a full picture; right now, it leaves me with too many questions.

Mainly why a nineteen-year-old guy would adopt a child and guard her fiercely—the press has never gotten so much as a picture of her. He worked three jobs just to support them until his art found the needed fame. His brother left him with nothing for all the love he claimed to feel toward Asher.

Grief stricken after the loss of his brother?

Or was there something else?

Robert’s voice pulls me back to the present. “The shares presented danger to the boss, because they threatened his reign. His nephews are against him, so whoever has the shares can vote him out of his position, and if the secret of his side business comes to light… he will be destroyed.”

There is no if about it.

By the time I’m done with him, his name alone will be synonymous with shame and humiliation among the people.

Bless Theodore for making it so easy for me.

He focuses his stare on me again, while he starts pleading once more. “Please, Remi. Forgive me. Please.”

Too bored with this exchange, I point the gun at him and fire at his forehead since he’s served his purpose.

It takes me an hour to get rid of the body and wash my hands from all the blood on them, while counting down the hours to the meeting tonight before I can move to execute my plan.

Amalia will wear my ring by the end of this week and sign over her shares to me.

All these years, I’ve waited patiently for her to be more cooperative in this plan of mine, but the woman hasn’t given me the time of day, which has created the rumors of me pining away for her.

Not that I give a fuck.

The cold, sophisticated creature hasn’t inspired any kind of physical reaction in me, and I sure as fuck have not been a saint all this time.

However, back in the airport, she stirred something inside me, something that wanted to strip her naked and see if under the right touch, my touch, she would come alive and show me the real woman hiding behind the perfect facade.

A woman the beast inside me craved to possess.

And why not indulge myself in her beauty while destroying my worst enemy?

Because anything else is out of the question.

I would never love a woman.

Such obsessions and feelings bring nothing but disaster in my bloodline.

My destiny can attest to it.

Chapter Four

“Sometimes past, present, and future collide in such a way that they might bring the most unexpected results.

As the chaos they inspire has the power to destroy one’s life.”

Penelope

From Penelope’s Diary…

Loving someone shouldn’t be so hard, should it?

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