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They weren’t here to hurt her. It was an uncomfortable pill to swallow that they provided her with safety that I hadn’t managed to give her.
“Kamila, please, explain yourself,” I urged my sister.
“She has nothing to explain to your kind,” the man they called Fylox argued. My sister leaned forward, whispering something in his ear. Then they stared at each other for a moment.
My sister spoke up. “It was a bloodbath. Spencer’s men showed up at Alex’s place, and they started taking out Jordan’s guards. They retaliated while most civilians like Alex and I retreated into safe rooms. I have no idea how we got out of there. I woke up in a private jet headed to Katantia, packed with Jordan’s men, guns, and a plan I have no idea of.”
“Have you seen Aram yet?” Aris asked.
“No, and she won’t,” Fylox answered for my sister.
“She’s right there. She can answer for herself,” I told him. It didn’t faze him.
“Weston, stop with the BS,” my sister addressed me. “Fylox means well. Alex and Jordan have my best interests at heart.”
“And how come you’re married now?” Aris asked.
“Secret weddings are becoming a thing in this family,” Kamila responded. “Actually, we didn’t get married for real. Jordan forged the documents since the ceremony was interrupted.”
Aris exhaled. He grabbed his wife’s hand. Then he went on, “What happens now?”
“We play happy family,” Kamila uttered. “Isn’t that what Daddy wants?”
“What about my mom?” Valentina asked, her mask of contentment drifting.
Jordan took it upon himself to clear the air. “It’s over, sugar. Their time is ticking. Anyone who dares to harm my family won’t find a happy ending. Not even on Katantia.”
MANDY
I wanted to disappear.
There was this throbbing in my head that I couldn’t evade. Kamila, Alex, Fylox, and Jordan were back in my life. I felt relieved to see them. But at what cost?
“It’s okay. You’re not even related to Spencer. We knew that he’d do something like that…” Kamila claimed, trying to make me feel better.
Aris and Valentina had left Kamila’s house because V was exhausted and needed rest. Overprotective Aris didn’t object. He was a peculiar father figure, different than our fathers. Well, the one I’d grown up knowing at least.
“I’m sorry that they took you away,” Kamila blurted out. “I threw a tantrum when Jordan told me you were back in Katantia. I didn’t want that to happen. And, you, what were you thinking?”
Kamila spat at her brother, the reunion turning sour.
“I was thinking ahead,” Weston stated, confident of his choices. I wanted to roll my eyes, but I didn’t have the energy. The constant pain was gone, replaced by a stinging sensation every time I moved wrong. It would be like that for a while, they’d told me.
Weston sat next to me, seemingly bothered by what was happening around him. He must have felt like an outsider in our midst. Kamila and her man had months to get accustomed to each other, more time than I ever had with Weston himself. He didn’t know the men Kamila relied on now. Kamila didn’t need him anymore.
And Weston didn’t like not being needed. That much was obvious.
“You did what you always do. Take charge right under my nose,” Kamila said, rising from the sofa. Seeing her back in her home felt strange. It was almost like she had outgrown it. The house had remained the same, but she had something to her that was bigger than these four walls. “We had it under control.”
“You didn’t. They did.” Weston pointed at Fylox and Alex. “Forgive me if I don’t trust strangers who just want to fuck my sister.”
Jordan entered the living room, chuckling darkly. He didn’t spare us a glance. He was searching for something, turning the entire house upside down. Bugs?
“Thank you, Weston. Your insights are profound and intellectual,” Kamila responded, glaring at her brother. “Now, get out of my house. If you think all they want to do is have sex with me, then you can leave. I don’t need you. I was fine just a couple of moments ago.”
“Is this how you treat your sister?” Alex asked, joining Kamila. He traced her down with a couple of steps, pulling her into a hug. He whispered things to her that nobody could hear. We were all watching them, in awe or disgust.
Alex didn’t belong here. That was for sure. I wasn’t sure if Kamila was aware of it.
