Page 2 of The Enemy's Daughter

“I’m going to fuck her. I’m going to make her fall in love with me, and then I’m going to break her heart.”

“That seems harsh. She had nothing to do with this,” Rex said, pointing at his tablet.

“Oh, she had something to do with it all right. She’s Jackson’s daughter, and the way to make him pay is to make her pay.”

“You’re going to break her heart?”

“Hell yeah.”

Rex sighed. “I don’t think that’s going to work.”

“It’s perfect. I’m going to go after my enemy’s daughter.”

“You’re old enough to be her father, Alaric. This, it’s not going to work. Do you even know what she looks like? Who she is?”

“She’s probably some pampered princess, spending daddy’s money, and never had to work a hard day in her life.”

Rex started tapping on his tablet, and several seconds passed before he started laughing.

“Am I right?” he asked.

“No. You’re so damn wrong. This is too good.” Rex got to his feet, and passed him the tablet.

Alaric took the tablet and looked down at a plain girl. “Who is this?”

“This is Bella Reed.”

Alaric couldn’t believe it. Staring at the picture, he couldn’t believe who was staring back at him. She was actually a little on the plain side. There was nothing startling about her. Her hair was long and brown. Her face was completely void of makeup, and she even wore glasses. Why was she wearing glasses?

Staring at the details beside her, he was even more shocked. “She works at a veterinary practice. What the fuck?”

“It’s all there. Your little pampered princess is in fact a hard working gal who likes to take long walks, and do all the normal crap that girls do.” Rex was laughing his ass off. “Do you even know how to handle normal girls?” He took the tablet back, and Alaric didn’t like being laughed at.

“I’m still going to do it. She’s a woman, and women are so easy to manipulate. A few trinkets, some flashy shit, and she’ll be all mine.”

“Okay, what are you going to do if she recognizes you?” Rex asked.

“Are you on my side?”

“I’m just curious. If she knows anything about her father’s business, it means you’re not going to get a look in.”

“I’ll soon find out. Not all kids are interested in their fathers’ lives. I’m counting on Bella not being a problem.”

She’d been on the chunky side. He’d seen it in the photo, and usually he liked his women slender. No matter. He’d make this work.

“You’re crazy. You know that,” Rex said.

“It’s time for some payback. First though, I’m going to need a dog.”

“A dog?”

“I’m not getting a freaking cat. They claw me all the time.”

Rex laughed. “No wonder they do. They sense you’re an evil bastard.”

Rolling his eyes, Alaric sat down behind his desk. Pressing the tips of his fingers together, he tried to clear his mind so that he could think.

“Where will I find a sick dog?”

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