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"Bullshit!" I knew there was no way that Eva was staying of her own free will. They must have more men back in that bedroom and were keeping her from me. It was the only damn way she wouldn't come running back out here.

"Idaho," Lock warned, watching the couple in front of us as if they were venomous snakes.

"She told me she wanted to stay here." I glared at them. "She's an adult. You can't just drag her back to your country without her permission."

"She's given her permission," Louis replied. "Now leave."

I looked over at Thomas and could see the worry and indecision in his eyes. He knew Eva wasn't choosing this. We all did. But what could I do? Well, what could I do that would work. And not cause an international incident?

"We can't have him calling the cops," Lock said in a low enough voice the duke and duchess couldn't overhear. "Fremont will take that as an open invitation."

"What the fuck do you want me to do?" I asked. I wanted to kick the shit out of every person here and drag Eva back to the clubhouse. But I also knew she wouldn't want that. Despite everything, she loved her parents and didn't want them hurt.

"I want you to walk out of here calmly. Then I want you to do what you do best." His eyes were intense, and for once, I could see he knew I would come up with a new plan to get Eva back.

"Fine," I said, louder now as I looked back at the man and woman who were standing between me and the woman I loved. Shit. Having her forcibly taken from me had quickly unraveled those fucking emotions for me. I loved her. "But you're going to regret this," I warned.

Louis smirked at me. "I doubt that, Mr. Sharpe."

"We're only doing what's best for our daughter," the duchess said, her eyes imploring me to understand.

"You don't know what's best for her," I snapped. "Maybe if you actually listened to her for once, you might."

Lock grabbed me again. He knew I wanted to decimate this place like an invading barbarian and cart Eva off with me. He also knew how detrimental that would be to all of us.

It took all my self-control to walk back to the elevator without hitting anyone. Thomas followed us out and once we were inside the elevator, he finally spoke. "Give me your phone."

Glaring at him, I asked, "What?"

"Quickly."

Handing my cell over, I watched as he typed a number into the contacts, then handed it back without another word. As soon as the elevator hit the ground floor, he reached his arm out and blocked the door, waiting for us to leave. He watched me with an impassive look as I walked away.

"What was that about?" Lock asked as we got into my car.

I looked at the contact information and smiled. "He gave me his number." I hadn't been kidding. The Duke and Duchess of Luxembourg had just been put at the top of my shit list. They thought they had the upper hand, but they were about to learn more about me than they ever thought they would. And about what I was capable of when you fucked with what belonged to me.

CHAPTER 29

Eva

Iswallowed back tears, looking at the guards who'd helped protect me all my life. Now, they were keeping me from returning to Idaho. They were keeping me imprisoned. It made me wonder whether Father always had them around to make sure that none of us left.

My heart was breaking as I sat down on the extravagant bed and awaited my fate. The betrayal was hitting hard and tears pooled in my eyes. I knew if I ran toward that door, the guards would stop me. But even if I managed to get past them, I would only make more trouble for Idaho and the others. I'd seen what Father was capable of. He could destroy a person. Not physically, he had no need. He'd just ruin their entire life in other ways. I didn't want that for Idaho.

Sadness crashed over me. This was inevitable. I knew from the moment we called my father that it would come down to this. I wanted to hope that I could change their minds. That Idaho could change their minds. But I knew better, deep down. I wiped away a stray tear as it rolled down my cheek.

Giving Idaho my innocence had only made my feelings for him stronger. Losing him now was making me face those feelings. He made me think that we'd change my father's mind. It made me wonder if he'd decided against gaining favor with my father after all? For the last few hours, he'd held me close, kissed me, and it was perfect. I wanted to stay there in his arms. To stay here.

Voices raised out in the main portion of the suite, though they were too muffled for me to make out what was being said, they made hope swell in my chest. It crashed a few minutes later when Mother came back in and shut the door behind her.

"They're gone."

Clenching my teeth to contain the sob that wanted to escape, I looked away from her. She and Father were my captors.

"You'll see, Dear," she said, coming to sit next to me. "It's all for the best." Her soft smile fell, when I jerked away from her.

Standing, I went to the window, but we were on the back half of the hotel. I couldn't see Idaho. "I'll never forgive you for this," I told her softly.

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