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For someone who enjoys reading monster smut, she’s being incredibly inconsiderate of my current situation.
Anthony Steel. He was there that night. The night that changed my life five years ago. The night they killed my sister and left me for dead.
Bram shakes his head. He doesn’t speak. He can’t. Someone cut out half of his tongue before we met. He can sign and use text-to-speech on a special device Freddie bought him to communicate, but he rarely chooses to. I’ve grown to understand Bram from his head tilts and expressions. For someone who can’t talk, he can be a real pain in my arse.
I remember Freddie. The tall, dark, handsome stranger who made me believe that love, at first sight, might not be a myth after all. The memory is too painful to think about. Our perfect meeting is overshadowed by what happened after we said goodbye. The worst night of my life. The day Spencer set my world on fire and burned it to the fucking ground.
Freddie’s still pining over a dead girl he met five years ago. They met one time. He never got his cock wet, but he still visits her grave with flowers every month. He’s convinced himself she was ‘the one’, whatever that means.
A familiar whine comes from the kitchen, and I move to let our beautiful border collie, Pippy, in. She is the honorary fifth member of the Dukes, and we all adore her—even if she has a ridiculous name and demands to be walked for hours. She may be Freddie’s dog, but she’s captured all our hearts.
I shiver at the memory. If Freddie discovered Spencer murdered the woman he’s been mourning, he’d never have accepted him as a client. Hell, Spencer would need to pay someone else to protect him from Freddie. But I can’t tell him. No, I traded my silence for her protection. I’d make the same decision again, even if I’m unsure of whether she survived...
Doesn’t he like a woman telling him what to do? Men are ridiculous. If they weren’t so busy dragging their balls along the ground, they might be able to see me coming before I kill them. Their masculinity is a weakness.
“Because Bram is the one who brought you to me the night Spencer tried to kill you.”