Page 35 of Sinful King
She hummed like she was thinking about it and I could tell my father was losing patience.
Blair didn’t need me to step in though. She was far removed from the defeated thirteen year old I’d met.
“Actually, I don’t…” our eyes met when she said it and I felt like what came out of her mouth next had more to do with me than my da. “But I also know I need your trust, so here’s what I will say…” her gaze drifted away but mine stayed locked in place. “First, my father’s position will be up for grabs soon and I plan to take it from my brother. Me taking the oath doesn’t change that. Second, I have an alliance in place with the Constanzo family that I won’t break unless deemed absolutely necessary. Last but not least, my loyalty belongs solely to Sean. I will never hurt him intentionally and that loyalty extends to his family.To you.”
My da’s lips twitched.
Blair had always thought he didn’t like her, but truthfully, the man liked when the women my brothers and I chose reminded him of our ma. To him, having a strong woman by your side was important in this life.
She had to be able to hold her own.
Cian found that in Gianna.
Finnegan found it in Violet.
I looked at the woman who in less than forty-eight hours would be my wife. She had a new air about her, one that said don’t fuck with me and I liked that shit.
“And how do you plan to make up for what you’ve done?” my uncle asked, stepping around the desk and perching up against it.
He wasn’t directly in front of Blair but close enough that I switched from leaning away from her.
She noticed the move and smiled a little in my direction before looking up at my uncle.
He was harmless when it came to women but he was a hulk of a man like my da and slightly intimidating because of it.
“I’m not sure what I’m making up for other than breaking a promise to Sean,” Blair said. “Had I not taken that job, someone else would have. I would never hurt this family.”
My da and uncle shared a look I knew all too well. This wasn’t just a test for Blair but for me too.
I’d been wondering how my father could let so many cracks form in our foundation without noticing or saying anything, but maybe he’d done it on purpose to see how I’d fix it without his help.
Our eyes met and I knew I was right.
“Give me a minute with the two of them,” I said to Blair. “They understand who you’re loyal to and so do I.”
She got up and when the door clicked shut behind her, I lifted an eyebrow at my da.
“I know what she means to you,” he said, leaning back in his executive chair. “That doing this life without her would be agonizing.”
“We both do,” Eoghan added as he sat in the chair Blair had occupied. “And it’s important to have something or someone sacred once you take the oath again.”
I nodded.
“Both of you knew about Landell and the guns shops in Brooklyn Heights. Was that not something I should’ve known before coming home?”
They leaned back at the same time and I hated when they did this shit. When I said I needed to be in sync with someone, my uncle and da were the definition of that.
It annoyed the fuck out of me but I respected it all the same.
“We thought it’d be better if you saw for yourself,” Eoghan said. “The twins were managing until you returned.”
I had more to say.
“Landell and Nathaniel are mixed up in this. Did you know your inner circle was infested?”
Driver or not, Landell was probably one of the most important to keep an eye on. Because he wasn’t exactly in the ranks but he had access to shit most wouldn’t.
Contrary to Landell’s belief, there was power in being the Boss’s driver. And he was using it against us all while thinking he might actually succeed.
