SNEAK PEEK - The Devil's Vengeance

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[ e x c e r p t ]
My father and Emilio were in deep conversation when Darion stepped in next to me, staring out the same window. “She sure has a great love for flowers, doesn’t she?”
“Do not pretend like you know her.”
“I know her about as well as you do, brother.”
“No, you don’t. All you had was this weird friendship—if you can call it that.”
“So, are you saying because I didn’t sleep with Daniela, I don’t know her?”
I scoffed and turned to face him. “Since you put it that way, I guess the better way to say it is,” I took a step closer, “you’re alive today because you didn’t sleep with her.”
“Oh, my God,” he muttered, placing his hands in his pants pocket. “You’re still intimidated by me.”
I recoiled. “What?”
“Even though I left—”
“You fucking disappeared.”
“Whatever. The bottom line is, I left. I left because I knew you didn’t want me around. You didn’t approve of my friendship with Daniela.”
“Because I know whatever you’re feeling for my wife doesn’t stop at just friendship.”
Darion pulled his lips in a straight line, his eyes drowning in guilt. He didn’t even attempt to deny it. My little brother just stood there saying nothing, not even a single motherfucking word to dispute my allegation of him lusting after my wife. The fact that he remained silent was like rubbing sandpaper over an open sore, aggravating the ire that already threatened to burn me alive from the inside out.