Page 107 of Scarred Heir
“Tell me what I should do with this rat.” I grabbed Chance by the arm and forced him to stand. “The ungrateful piece of shit who tried to sell drugs in my club. I saved his ass. I saved both of you. I gave you jobs. I took you into my fucking house.” The humiliation of having to admit this in front of my men and Lucas—fuck, in front of my father—was more than I could handle. I should never have put myself in this position.
“I know,” she whispered.
“And after all of that, he went to my enemy with information that he had no right to repeat.” I stepped closer to Chance. “You said you wanted to protect your sister from me, but what about the woman you weredelivering to be sex trafficked? Shouldn’t someone have protected her?”
“Milo.” My father stood next to me. “We’re in enemy territory right now. If Bello and Diego come here now, it will be a bloodbath.” He glanced at Sable. “You need to decide who you’ll protect and how you’ll move forward.”
My father was right. Once Bello figured out where we were, he would send in his soldiers and we would be forced to defend ourselves. We weren’t prepared for that kind of battle right now. If he had the backing of Medina and his men, we would be outnumbered.
“This is your call,” my father said. “If you want to take him with us, perhaps we can find some use for him, but I doubt it. In my experience, these types of men are useless.”
My father put the decision in my hands because of my feelings for Sable. If she weren’t here, Chance would be dead. I had been in deadlier situations, but why did this one feel hopeless?
“Milo,” Sable said. “We talked about this. You said you would help him start over. Away from here.”
“No,” Chance protested despite the weakness in his voice. “I’m not going anywhere without you. I would never leave you with him.”
“Chance!” Sable clenched her fists. “Shut up!”
“This is priceless.” I shook my head. “You’re pleading for his life and he still can’t accept that he doesn’t hold any power.”
“What am I supposed to say?” Sable looked at my father. “My brother is a screw up, but he’s still family. I know that means something to you.”
“I realize you’re upset,” my father said. “But my family values don’t apply in this situation. If I’m reading the situation correctly, my son has been more than patient with yourbrother. Had it been me in the club the night Chance tried to sell drugs, we wouldn’t be standing here today.”
“Milo.” Sable reached for my hand. “Please.”
“You’re never going to see him for who he is,” I said. “You can’t have both of us. That will never work in my world. If I can’t trust him, I can’t trust you.”
“What are you saying?” Tears streamed down her face, but I couldn’t allow that to make me weak.
“I’m going to give you the choice.” I swung Chance around and made him face his sister. “You want me to spare his life again? I’ll do it at your expense. Him or me.”
“What do you mean? If I choose him, I’ll lose you. If I choose you, I’ll lose him.”
She couldn’t have put it more simply.
“That’s quite the bind you’re in.” None of this made sense, because if I killed Chance, I would lose her anyway. But why should I be the one to give in?
My loyalty wasn’t in question, but hers was sorely lacking.
“I can’t let you kill him.”
Fuck, she didn’t even pretend she had to mull it over.
“I’m ready to go.” I looked at my father. “There’s no reason to stay here.”
“Milo!” Sable held onto my hand. “Don’t do this.”
“You begged me not to kill him when you knew that was my only real option, and now you want me to stay here and what?” When I moved Chance toward her, she let go of me so she could hold his sorry ass up. “Do you want me to help you nurse him back to good health so he can screw me over again? Should I abandon my family?”
“Let’s go.” My father motioned the others to leave the cabin. “We’ll be outside.”
As they filed out, I hurried away from her, grabbing my jacket and shoes from in front of the fireplace.
“You said you loved me.”
“I said and did plenty of things I shouldn’t have.” I pushed my bare feet inside my wet shoes. “Look where it got me.”
