Page 45 of Daddies' Little Spitfire

Leo watched as she looked at him, terror written all over her face. She should be afraid of him because he wasn't a good person at all.

"I'm so glad you're married and in a better situation right now," Rogan gently said. "Especially not living in that dreadful apartment anymore."

Leo's eyebrows shot up. He knew where Sofia had been living before? Was he keeping tabs on everyone here?

"I'm sorry for interrupting your wedding," he said. "Now I'll be off."

"All of you should go into time out for what you did. Especially you," Sofia said as she looked directly at Rogan.

A small smile went on Leo's face. She was brave and stupid for saying something like that to Rogan. Did she know who he was?

Gasps were heard all around the room when she spoke. Most of the Doms here knew who Rogan was and what he did. The owners had informed Doms of the club that Monroe's brother was part of the Mafia and to not tell anyone. They wanted people to be safe but they also wanted them to know in case anyone from the Ricci Crime Family came to the club.

Miles had visited a couple of times since he found out Monroe was here. It didn't bother them, but it did put their club and people at risk from his enemies.

Rogan cracked a smile and Leo was shocked. "I'm a Daddy, not a Little. I don't do time outs."

Before anyone could say anything, Rogan turned around and walked out of the room. Leo and Oliver followed him, trying to prepare for what was to come.

How much did he know? Was he going to demand that he have her back? Did he know they were talking to her before whatever happened?

No matter what they weren't going to give up Hedda. Leo knew without even talking to Oliver that they were in agreement about this. There was no way they were giving her up because she was theirs.

All three of them got further away from the barn and nearer the barn where they kept produce. Rogan turned around, fury written all over his face.

"Where is she?" he asked. "I fucking want to know and I want to know fucking now!"

"She's safe," Oliver replied.

Rogan's eye twitched. "Where the fuck is she? The guard I placed on her said he found out from Michael that she wasn't there anymore. Storm hasn't heard from her in two days!"

"She's safe," Leo repeated what Oliver said.

He glared at both of them. "Tell me where the fuck she is right now."

"We can't do that," Oliver said. "All you need to know is she's safe."

Rogan didn't like that because before Leo knew it, he had gripped Oliver's collar and slammed him against the other barn wall.

"Hey!" Leo said. "Let him go."

But Rogan didn't listen to him.

"Hedda is safe with us. We're helping her," Leo took a step closer to them.

He didn't like seeing his brother being manhandled. Especially by a guy who was in the Mafia.

"Tell me where the fuck she is or I'll kill both of you," Rogan threatened.

"No," Oliver said. "You kill us and you won't ever find her."

Leo had no clue if he would be able to find her or not. He figured he could, but Rogan getting into their house? It was high tech and Hedda seemed shocked by it, almost like she had never seen something like it.

Did her brother not have that type of security? How was she safe before? Did Rogan just put guards on her and call it good?

Leo didn't like the thought of that. He wanted his girl to be safe. Guards could be bought off for the right price.

"You would die for her?" Rogan asked.

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