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“Prestige?” Killian asks, Kaleb's eyes widen.

“Thought she was in med school?” Xavier asks.

“So did I,” Kaleb slowly lets go of Titus but as soon as he does, Titus tries to run for me again. This time Killian and Kaleb hold him back.

“So did I until I didn't,” I rub my lips together and my chest aches. “I had no idea, decided one night to pop in and that's when I saw her. I was so fucking angry and shocked. Dragged her away to one of the private rooms where she explained all. Made me promise not to say anything...” I pause and level my eyes on Titus's, but his are still filled with rage. So much rage, hate and venom and it's all aimed at me. Can't blame him. He will hate me after this, but to be fair, if I was in his shoes, I would hate me too.

I would loathe me.

I've betrayed him. We both have.

“Weeks passed and one night she comes home and she's out of sorts. Spooked even maybe,” I run my hand round the back of my head when I think back to the night where she gave everything to me. The night that everything changed. “She made a comment...” and I pause, this is too far even on my account.

“What did she say?” Killian asks.

I look round the room, they're all staring at me, waiting for me to tell them but I'm not sure if I can. Not even for my sake or Titus's, but for hers.

“It's not really something that I think she, and Titus will want you all to know.”

“Tell us,” Titus grits, jaw clenched and fuck his jaw must be killing him. He hasn't unclenched it since he came for me.

“She came home marked from work; I went feral. Hated that someone had laid hands on her, but she assured me it was nothing. She wanted to drink herself into oblivion. I told her I was always there for her if she needed someone. I made her promise that she would talk to me if something happened. She agreed,” my stomach knots, “we ended up drinking, we played some stupid truth or dare game I think.”

“What are you, fucking twelve?” Xavier bursts out but I ignore him.

“She told me that she lost her...” and I watch as Titus's eyes close and I know this must be awful for him to sit and listen to.

“Thinking back, not long after that she stopped going online and after Vegas, she deleted her account.”

“Do you think the private client was Wolfe?” Kaleb asks and he and Killian have both let Titus go now.

“I think he was,” I swallow the large lump that has formed in my throat and my stomach drops at the realization.

“Here!” Nate shouts, pausing the screen.

And on the screen is Wolfe, pushing Arizona out in the wheelchair. The most chilling thing is he knows we would watch this. Because he is staring straight down the lens of the CCTV camera, smiling the most sinister and evilest grin I have even seen in my life whilst my wife and the mother of my children is unconscious.

I fucking screamed, scaring myself. My lungs burning. Sadness turned to fucking venomous rage and I was ready to burn the fucking world to ashes to get her back. And I knew I would have these men behind me every fucking step of the way, ready to destroy anything that stood in our way.

Hell hath no fury like a man who is about to lose the love of his life.

CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE

ARIZONA

Is it morning or evening? Who knows. It's always bright in this small room. Clinical and minimalistic. No windows. The room is stifling.

The days have disappeared and worry etches itself deeper inside of me knowing that the babies haven't been checked. I am just relieved that I can still feel them kicking.

Wonder if Keaton has even noticed I am gone. I wouldn't blame him if he didn't. I told him to go. Didn't want to. Hated it. But I was so angry. Angry with my dad and the way he stormed into the room and knocking Keaton about. He thinks he has the right to do that to the man I love. My chest trembles on my intake of breath, then Keaton telling my dad about me working at Prestige. It wasn't his place. I know that when I speak to him about it, he'll say he done it for me. That's the thing with Keaton. He is fiercely loyal. He would do anything for anyone he loved. Never used to think that before I got to know him. He was always so cocky and full of himself but then he changed. I saw a glimmer of something no one else did and I fell hopelessly in love.

Turning my face, I try and ignore the tears that pool in my eyes. My dinner is sitting on the table next to me, which means Wolfe will be in any moment to spoon feed me and the thought makes me gag.

I have no idea what he wants from my dad and why I had to be the pawn, but I suppose he failed with Amora so now he is going to take the next best thing. If I had to, I would sacrifice myself for him. And I would do it in a heartbeat. If it meant that I would save the ones I loved. My family.

I would sacrifice myself for them. Because that's what you do for the people you love, right? Even if it means you're the one to die.

Blinking, the tears roll down my cheek and I am desperate to palm them away, but I can't, so they drip off my jaw and into the pillow as it absorbs. Just like it has since I have been here.