Page 53 of Beautiful Trauma
I didn’t reply. Instead, I started backing away from him to head for the door. At his maniacal smile, I shuddered. “Oh my wife, you’re not going anywhere.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN: KELLAN
As I paced around the lush gardens of the Byrne estate, I gripped my phone to my ear. “He won’t sign it!” I blared
“What the fuck?” Callum demanded.
A volatile mixture of jetlag and frustration swirled within me at my cousin’s actions. Like the dutiful lapdog I was, I touched down in Dublin shortly after noon armed with the marriage contract Korolova had sent me.
I’d barely gotten through the door when Brian informed me that the contract was fucked because Annika was damaged goods.
With a growl, I jerked my hand through my hair. “He knows about Annika being a lesbian.”
“Put him on the phone.”
“I can’t.”
“Why the fuck not?”
“He had the audacity to dismiss me for another meeting.”
“That eejit!”
“My sentiments exactly,” I growled.
“I don’t give a shite if he’s family. He has no right to disrespect you. Go back in there and demand he explains himself. If he doesn’t, then get the fuck out of there. He can deal with the fall out with Korolova.”
“Got it.”
“Keep me posted.”
“I will.”
After hanging up, I marched back inside the house. When I reached the study, I flung open the door. To my surprise, it was empty. Where the fuck was he and his alleged meeting?
I finished a quick sweep downstairs when I found Brian’s seventeen-year-old-brother, Jordy, at the bottom of the grand staircase. “Where ya been, boyo?” he asked.
“Just out for some fresh air.” After glancing around, I asked, “Where’s Brian?”
“Upstairs.”
I grunted. “I assume he’s finished with his meeting.”
He snorted. “I think it’s just getting started.”
“I think it’s about to end,” I muttered as I started up the stairs.
Jordy grabbed my arm. “He’s not to be interrupted.”
“Fuck that. I’ve waited on his bullshit long enough.”
“Don’t you get it? He’sbusy.”
I swept my hands to my hips. “Are you telling me he blew off my meeting to fuck?”
With a laugh, Jordy replied, “Hell yeah.”
As Jordy bounced on the balls of his feet, I cocked my head at him. “Are you banjaxed?”
