Page 154 of Deceit

He runs a hand down the five ‘o clock shadow on his face and growls in frustration at my proposal that I’ve just reiterated to him again.

“I’ll make you the godfather of both of them just please—“ Mills suddenly stops and whirls on me.

His expression is so beyond pissed and rattled that I genuinely feel sorry for putting him through this.

For asking him to do this.

“You’re trying to make me their fuckingdad,Ems. Do you know how that’s gonna look?!”

“Um…” I raise my brows innocently, hoping it gains me a brownie point in him leaning towards agreeing. “Yeah…it’s gonna look like we had an affair.”

Mills glares at me. His eyes sending nothing but disgust, fury, and possible regret of answering the phone to save me.

Shit, I’d feel the same way.

Kyson would’ve been my next go-to, but I honestly don’t think he’d ever agree to fathering my children when Bishop would slit his throat the first time he saw him. Mills will have Marty as backup and Kyson as a buffer. Bishop won’t be able to touch him.

Plus, this won’t last long.

However, I need Mills to take one for the team so that when I get to the second part of my plan, I have no idea what that’s going to be yet—Alexander will have no rights to my kids.

Now, this is no easy feat. I have to forge DNA results that Alexander will more than likely want done when he finds out what I’ve done.

Or didn’t do since I’m going to be pronounced as “dead” by the end of the day.

Lucien is already performing the first round of tests, and I’m dying inside from anticipation on who the baby daddy is like a fucking Jerry Springer show.

“They’ll kill me.” Mills points behind him at the wall. “Marty, Kyson, Bishop, they’llstompme to death.”

“Not with leaving my babies parentless they won’t.”

“Parentless? Why would they be—“ The look on my face must explain some of it because his stormy blues widen, and he compels himself away from me. “Oh, no. No, no. You weren’t right in the head then. That’s just—no. Whatever you’re thinking about doing, hell fucking—“

“Alexander was here earlier,” I report against his admonished stare. “He’s been blowing my Instagram up since I left the house. Each message is more endangering and threatening than the last. His first trip to find me was in Bridgeport because I have my phone pinging off that satellite. I wanted to see how many connections he has in locating us.” I meet Mills’s eyes straight on. “He has them. And if he’s dealing with Chung-Ho, he’s got people in dark places too.”

“Chung-Ho Gwan?” Mills frowns. “The dude from Korea, how?”

“His brother is a congressman, apparently. I just found that out.” And I could kick myself in the ass for not doing a full background check on my piece of shit ex-boyfriend.

“Emmy.” Mills strides towards me and grabs both my hands. “Come home. We’ll protect you and—“

“No. Ledger already got up our asses about the shit we’ve pulled with Marty and then Bishop. You know what they’ll do. It’ll be a fucking disaster.”

“Bullshit,” he snaps. “He tried tokillyou. And we know how to do things low-key.” I perk a knowing brow. “We do andcan.”

“I don’t know what Alexander has or what he can do. He has investigators, I learned that. I’m sure he has muscle, he mentioned his family is always being threatened. He’s a CEO of a large stock company. He shows up every day for work. He will be missed if this isn’t done right.”

“Then we’ll do it right.”

I slowly shake my head. “This needs to be done by one person. And that individual is me.”

“Okay, so you wanna do it yourself, fine, but—“

“Can you honestly tell me that the boys won’t lose their shit? The only reason you haven’t is because you’re here with me.”

“Iamlosing my shit.” He gestures up and down his body. “Do you see me freaking out right now?”

“Mills, Kyson will snipe any asshole that walks out of Alexander’s work that’s wearing a suit just to make sure he doesn’t let the right man go free. Marty is a psycho. Bishop…you can’t tell him anything.”

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