Page 226 of Pretty Little Lies

I clench my teeth because I lost him, too. However, Emilio doesn’t see that.

He won’t.

Ever.

I’m his blood, DNA, and key to the fifth Titan seat. I just don’t know how he’s going to use me to get there and what he might take from me afterward. Ellie and Mae aren’t safe anymore, and I don’t want them to be used again.

But where do I ship them off to?

“We’re already working on it.”

Ah, yes.

Almost forgot about him and his stealthy silence.

Flicking my focus over to Ramsey from across the room, he runs his index finger around the rim of his scotch, watching me like prey.

His hallowed cheeks, and the slim structure of his jaw, give me the weak reminder that he looks almost like his younger brother.

“I should have them back to you within the week.”

“That’s in three days.”

He nods. “I’m aware.”

“I need them back before then,” I retort. “They need to bury our father.”

Ramsey stares at me, and I expect something sterner and asshole-ish to leave his leaves but he replies, “I’ll see what I can do.”

I drop the piece of paper in between my fingers, unable to bring myself to sign it. “I need them back before I do this.”

“It’s in the contract. If we fail to deliver your sisters to you safe and sound, the marriage will be annulled.”

“Before or after you kill me?”

Emilio scoffs and clicks the top of his pen once, displaying how annoyed he is by that comment. “I’m not going tomurdermy only daughter. All I’m procuring is my daughter in her rightful place.”

We both know I don’t want to be here and that I have no choice.

However, there’s a lot of shit that’s still gray that I’ve done to this family without even knowing it.

“I want to make sure everything is in the air,” I emit, still staring at Ramsey because I refuse to back down from his weird stalker gaze. “I allegedly killed your brother, Judah.”

He doesn’t break character. His expression is nothing but flat and unconcerned. “I was told Matteo De Leon was the one who put the ending bullet in him.”

I lean back, my spine hitting the chair. “And how do you know that?”

“Why would you lie about it?”

“Several reasons.”

Ramsey quirks a brow. “Like my not killing you?”

Bingo.

“There’re a few reasons why I wouldn’t,” he tacks on. “I’d need to see if you knew how topulla trigger first.”

Guess Torin never mentioned that I shot him when he kidnapped Levi.

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