Page 48 of Touch Her and Die
parks
“What the hell?What do you mean tomorrow?”
My uncle glared at me from across the massive wooden desk that I was now positive was compensating for his lack of humanity.
“I’ve learned my lessons with you kids. First, my son dies before we get the fucking contract signed. Then, well. You know. You are not going to fuck up this alliance. I need those ports and the money they represent.”
I scoffed, and his face turned red.
“What have you got to make me? You thought you had me backed into a corner with my girlfriend. But, as you can see, she can take care of herself. So what makes you think I will stick around?”
Fuck, I could practically see the steam coming from his ears.
“Do you think we won’t find her? I don’t fucking care what you do with her. Fuck her on the side. Buy her an apartment. I will give you another apartment for her just so long as you keep the Voigt family happy, and that means you keep this girlfriend hidden or I will finish what I started.”
I shook my head and leaned forward, bracing myself on his desk. I refused to sit as a power move. I’ve never defied him to his face, but he’d gone too far this time. I wouldn’t make him comfortable while he was putting me into a position that was backwards as fuck.
“Just because I have the Rossi name doesn’t mean I will just sit back and do as told Uncle. Not by a threat and sure as hell not by some kind of promise that’s empty from you. Like you’ll ever let her live. I don’t even know how you know of her. But it doesn’t matter. I won’t be your fucking replacement.”
He stood up and straightened his suit coat.
“Alright, son. Parks. Do you think you really are the best I have?”
A genuine laugh escaped me.
“Not only am I your best, I am the most loyal. That doesn’t mean I will sacrifice my happiness.”
The entire room went silent as his fist descended on the desk with a thud.
“This family is nothing without me. You have no power. No way around the law to hide all your little side projects. You want to remain a free man? You want that bitch to remain a free woman? You will fucking marry Cara, and you will fuck her and knock her up within a year. After she has a child with Rossi blood, I don’t fucking care what you do. Do we have an understanding?”
Everything inside me bristled. He knew that once I had a child, my fate would be sealed. I wouldn’t do what my family had done. I would take care of my child, unlike the men in this shitshow of a family.
“No.”
I wasn’t doing this. My entire body vibrated with anger. My hands were shaking as my heart pumped twice as fast as it needed to. I needed to kill him. He couldn’t ruin everyone’s life for money. Not anymore.
“You will show up tomorrow or I will make sure that you not only never get a happy ending, but that you are there to watch everything with your precious whore. I will send him in.”
My stomach rolled, and I had to bite back the acid rising.
“You wouldn’t.”
His pale pallet had returned to a mostly tanned tone.The sack of toxic energy that he was, thought he’d won.
“I would.”
I wouldn’t show him my hand on this, but this plan of his was fucked.
“I thought you said he was locked up. We couldn’t control him.”
The one fuck up in my uncle’s perfect run as head of this family was a bastard son that wasn’t fit for much except being crazy. I’d once told Halle you were never broken until the day you died. Well, he was an exception. They’d pushed us all too hard. Found a way to break the humanity. Except with him? Well, they’d shattered his soul along the way.
“He is. For now. He’s satisfied with the scraps you send. But a woman? And one as beautiful as yours?”
He tossed photos of her leaving his fucking building and another of her walking down the street by my building. Some of these were far older than I’d realized. Some of the images were of me with her. I should have known he wouldn’t have let me have my freedom. That being said, what did he really know?
“Why would you be watching my comings and goings?”
