Page 61 of Bedlam

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Page 61 of Bedlam

"Since when? It's never bothered you before." He says and I take a deep breath before confessing that I don't remember him.

"Jay, can we put this on ice? We still aren't in the clear." Spade interjects.Thank fucking god.

"Fine." Jameson growls and stomps off towards the open fence where Dario is waiting. Kane saddles up beside me nudging my arm.

"All these men for one little lady? I can dig it. As long as they don't harm you, I'll try to stay out of the way." He says and I laugh.

"Yeah, okay. They won’t give you much of a choice, but to say I'm not here for the bullshit that's going to ensue, I'd be a liar." I say and he shakes his head.

"It's just too bad I didn't make you fall for me before we got back here." He says with a frown.

"If anything Madra, I would've killed you before confessing my love for your bitch ass." I wink and he grabs his heart.

"You wound me, Gra." He says with a chuckle. I glance over at my brother who is leaned in, speaking in quiet whispers with Spade before I see their eyes widen. I snap my eyes to the right and see Jameson with a knife to Kane's throat.Fuck.

"If I ever hear that name come out of your mouth again, I will send your insides back to where you fucking belong." He growls, and I step in between them, pushing Kane back as he pushes me into Jameson.

"Siren, I'm going to need you to step that sexy ass aside so I can gut this prick." he says with a sinister smile that's damn near frightening. A flash of white hits my vision and the image ofme and Jameson in a basement full of blood while a man hangs behind us becomes all I can see.

"Kitten, kitten, come back. Drop the knife. You're safe." Dario says as my vision clears. I take a quick breath and drop the knife I had to Darios neck.

"I don’t think it’s a good idea to grab me while in a trance like that. I don’t want to hurt anyone," I whisper and he nods in understanding.

"Well, dickface wasn't doing anything to help you, so I was left with no choice." He admits, cupping my face. I lean into his touch as the others around us leave through the fence leaving only Spade, Dario and Jameson standing with me.

"Someone want to explain what the fuck is going on?" Jameson demands.

"Not here, can we do it at the house?" I plead, looking into Dario's eyes.

"Of course. Let's get out of here" He says, and I nod as we all take off through the fence and back into the van.

"Everyone accounted for?" I ask and Dario nods, confirming we all made it out.

"Yep. Let's go." He orders. I sit back for a moment replaying everything that just happened. Between my mother being fucking alive, then threatening to kill us, to Jameson and Kane arguing and then the vision, it was quite the fucking day. The more and more I'm around these guys, the more they trigger my memories, which is a good thing. But something is telling me that not all the memories are going to be good and I'll end up breaking my own heart again.

"Hey Ry, have Ryker meet us at the house. It's time for a little chat." I say and he smiles.

"Agreed, he's going to need to be on alert with mom being both alive and the enemy. Like what the fuck was that?" he questions and I shake my head.

"I’m not sure, but I don’t fucking like it. I'll call Flynn and see if he can do some digging.” I say as we all take a breath and head back to my house.

Home, the place where all the truths and lies are about to spill. I just hope we all come out intact and no one loses an eye.

forty-two

No Fucks Given

Jameson

Finally arriving at the house, I say my thanks and goodbyes to the Cyprus brothers. Axel refused my money, but I got Caspian's info and sent over the dough. I don’t want anything to be held over our head in the future, much to Axel’s dislike. Now, I really need a hot fucking shower and to be balls deep in my girl.

Heading into the house, I seek her out, but she’s nowhere to be found.

“Where is she?” I growl and Spade gets in my face.

“She went for a shower. Give her a minute.” He begs as I shake my head.

“No, you don’t know what I went through in there.” I spit, grabbing him in a hug.




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