Page 18 of Relentless Sinner
“Less room fortrouble.” He gives me a stiff smile. “We’ll be getting married at Oheka Castle. Your family will all be invited. Eve will go over the guest list with you to check we didn’t leave anyone off.”
“What about my father? Will he be involved with the wedding, too?” I want to know when I’ll see him so I can prepare.
“He’s coming by tomorrow. You two can talk then. As for the wedding, no, he won’t be involved.”
My skin crawls when I think of how furious my father must be. “Have you been in touch with him?”
“He was here last night.”
My eyes snap wide. “He was here? And he didn’t want to see me?”
“Of course, he did. I just didn’t allow him to. Was I wrong?” His gaze intensifies.
I can’t answer, so I shake my head. The last time I saw my father was when he forced me to sign the contract. Chances are that if he hadn’t been so vile I wouldn’t have left the way I did and ended up in the hands of those men.
“Tomorrow is fine.”
“I will be here.”
My father won’t care about that. If he’s angry, he’s angry, and he won’t hesitate to show it.
“What does he get out of this marriage?” I gaze into Jaxon’s eyes hoping he’ll tell me.
“Don’t worry yourself about that.” Jaxon’s face hardens. “Your father will get what he needs.”
That’s vague and hardly an answer.Dad will get what he needs. What the hell does that mean?
It’s strange, but a feeling washes over me and I sense that I’m wrong about the mutual partnership I imagined Jaxon and my father having. It may not exist. In fact, talking about my father seems to have shifted Jaxon’s demeanor into something darker. It makes me wonder if Dad did something to him.
That certainly would explain why I feel like I’m paying for someone else’s sins. If that’s the case, it’s unfair as hell.
“Any other questions?” He searches my eyes.
“I’d like to see my cousin, Clara.” I need her. She’s possibly the only person who can keep me sane.
“That can be arranged. She can come and see you here.”
Shit, I was hoping to get away from this godforsaken house. “Can’t I go and see her?”
“Not yet.” He lifts his chin but keeps his gaze trained on me.
“When can I go out on my own? Obviously, I can’t run away.” I smirk.
A lazy grin spreads across his lips. “I need to believe you won’ttry. It’s less work if you’re around my people.”
“You said I wouldn’t be a prisoner here.” I’m doing my best to sound like I’ve given up the idea of leaving.
“Let’s talk about it on Saturday.”
My chest caves. “That’s a long time to wait.”
“Then I suggest you make yourself comfortable and do your best to be compliant. As hard as that will be for you.” He raises his dark brows and clenches his jaw. “Your phone is tapped and so is your laptop, so don’t get any bright ideas.”
Well, that explains why I only got them back this morning.Asshole.Did he wire up my clothes and notebooks, too?
Jesus, I don’t have a leg to stand on. Jaxon Bortsov has me barricaded left, right, and center.
Keeping his eyes on me, he rises, then reaches into his back pocket to pull out a small ring box with the Rêve insignia on the center.