Page 2 of Final Installment
His gaze shifted to the older sister.She might have been ten, but she was tall for her age.She was a chubby child with a round face and stout build.She was completely unremarkable except for her eyes.In the flashes of lighting, they seemed almost otherworldly.Not quite green.Not gray.There might have even been a little gold in there.
But the color wasn’t what chilled him right down to the marrow.
No, it was the defiance.The hatred.The fury.
If this little girl had the chance, she would tear his throat out with her teeth.She’d rip him to pieces for the painful revenge he had extracted on her family.
Unsettled by the murderous glint in the girl’s eyes, he turned to Ana and said plainly, “You’re getting on that plane with your children.You’re taking the clothes on your back and the money negotiated on your behalf.Until the day I marry your daughter, you will not set foot in this country.If you do, I’ll kill you and your son and both of your girls.Do you understand?”
Ana gulped, her eyes wide with terror, and then nodded shakily.“Yes.”
“Good.”He pointed to the jet.“Go before I change my mind.”
That last part was an empty threat.He couldn’t change his mind, not without risking his own sister and sick mother.But she seemed to think he was serious.Maybe she worried that his youth and immaturity might drive him to a rash decision.
He watched the family he had just exiled climb the stairs onto the plane.The older daughter went last, making sure her little sister made it up each step.When she reached the top, the girl with the strange eyes turned back one last time.She glared at him, her fierce gaze burning right into his soul like a silent, threatening vow.
Someday, that little girl was going to be a big problem.
Someday, that little girl was going to come for her revenge.
Chapter One
SKENDER
You awake?
Yeah.What’s up?
I’m not going to make my flight.
What?Why not?
I don’t know.The guards told me I have to stay.
But they agreed!It was part of the wedding negotiations!
The Beciraj family are all liars.I don’t know why we expected anything else from those rats.
You better call Dafina and tell her now.
Can you tell her?It will be better coming from you.
No way!
Please.
NO.
Please?You know how bad my anxiety is!!Just do this for me.
NOOOOO.
Don’t make me beg.Or remind you of all the holidays and birthdays I spent alone here in prison.
Oh, that’s a low fucking blow.It’s not my fault our grandfather couldn’t pay.
It’s your fault our mother couldn’t!
