Page 65 of Abigail's King

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Kye

Istood at the window and watched as Abigail got into the taxi. She turned and looked directly at me just before she got in. I maintained my stoic face. She was no longer my Bonita. She was just a woman who I had once loved. Someone to scratch an itch I’d had for far too many years. There was no time for a relationship now. I didn’t need a woman. They just got in the way.

As Robert De Niro had said in the film Heat, “Don’t let yourself get attached to anything you are not willing to walk out on in thirty seconds flat if you feel theheataround the corner.”

Relationships also made you weak. They allowed your enemies to use loved ones against you. Anyway, it wouldn’t have been long before she walked away from me and left me alone. I had done the right thing and cut the ties before anything stupid happened like she got pregnant.

I was surplus to requirements now. I had done what I said I needed to do and kept my promise to Lucas. I had saved her from Bianca and myself. She may have been upset now, but I had warned him that she may get hurt. In the long run, she would get over it. She would find herself another man, if she hadn’t already. Whoever she was talking to, she obviously loved.

Me? I had nothing to get over now. I was void of all feelings. The calmness had descended on me again. I was back to the man I was always meant to be. The cruel and heartless mercenary that had gotten me everything I had today. Who needed love? I could pay for whatever woman I wanted.

I walked into my study and opened my laptop. The first thing to do was quit my job at King’s. I wouldn’t need it anymore. I had plenty of people that were offering up to a million pounds to do jobs for them, even though they knew I was no longer in that business. I would settle myself down here for a while and then head back to the UK, and who knew? Maybe further afield. I sent my resignation to Mason and waited. I knew it wouldn’t be long before my phone started to ring.

First Mason, then Jayden. I didn’t answer either of them. If they wanted to message me, then they could send me an email, but they wouldn’t change my mind. My decision had been made. Good or bad, it was how I wanted to live my life. Alone and without a care.

I closed down my laptop for the day. I would let Mason sweat for a while before I messaged him back. He didn’t need me there. I spent most of my days sitting behind a desk, bored. There was no reason for me to go back. No one would really miss me. Maybe Nathan and Kelsey, but I was sure the news they would be receiving soon – if they hadn’t already – would keep them busy enough to forget about me.

I walked over to my cabinet in the corner of my office and grabbed a bottle of bourbon. I had no reason to worry about how much I drank now. I didn’t have anyone to worry about. I sat down in the leather chair in the corner looking out the window, waiting. I knew it wouldn’t be long before he turned up. I was positive that Abigail would have rang him before she got on the plane. In fact, I was surprised that he wasn’t already here.

I was ready for him, though. He wouldn’t be here very long before he was gone from my life for good. Not only did I not need a woman in my life; I didn’t need my family. But most of all, I didn’t need my backstabbing brother. I heard the door fling open, and his footsteps as he searched the house, trying to find me.

I never moved. Never said a word. Goliath could come to Daniel, as far as I was concerned. It didn’t take long for him to find me. He strode into the room and stood just feet from my chair as he spoke.

“What the fuck have you done?”

I continued to sip my drink as I looked out of the window, not once acknowledging his presence.

He walked up to the side of my chair. “Well, Ricardo, are you going to answer me? Or are you just going to sit there staring out into space? What the fuck have you done?”

I placed my drink down on the table next to my chair and looked around at my older brother. It was obvious he was mad. But he had no reason to be angry. The situation between me and Abigail had nothing to do with him.

Using the same emotionless face that I had spoken to Abigail with, I spoke. “I told Abigail to leave. She didn’t need me anymore, and she was ready to go. You made sure of that. So, I told her to go and made it easy for her. She didn’t have to come up with the excuses and then walk out.”

I could see the rage starting to build in my brother, whether that was because of what I had just said or the nonchalant way I said it. But I didn’t care. By the end of this conversation, I would no longer have a brother that I recognised.

“You are something else, Ricardo. You have just sent the one woman who was completely in love with you away. You have no fucking idea what you have just done. Not just to Abigail, but to yourself and your entire family.”

I sprang up from my chair to my full height. I was in mercenary mode, and I had my eyes precisely on my prey. He was the one to cause this. He was the one that had told her everything about me. About my past. About the dark side of my life. I stared at my brother, my cold eyes boring into his. I had no feelings for this man in front of me. I didn’t raise my voice as I spoke.

“She never loved me, and if she did, you told her everything. You told her about my past, and the dark side of my life. You were very pally towards the end before you left. Did you have just one time to make her realise you were better than me? That you had always been better than me, the same as you did with Sofia? The sooner you leave and are out of my life, the better.”

I saw the fist coming towards me, but I didn’t move. I allowed him to make contact with my face. It flew to the side with the impact. But I stood firm. This, I could handle. I turned back to face the man I had once called my brother. Now he was nobody – nothing – to me.

I had and wanted no one in my life. The only person I could rely on was myself. I could hear the faint voices in my head.

He took them both.

You don’t need him or anyone.

The darkness is your only friend.

We are the only friends you need.

“You had no fucking right to say that, Ricardo. I love Sofia. I would never cheat on her. Abigail was always yours. I would never have taken her or done anything to her. Fuck, she wouldn’t look at another man from the moment she saw you. Were you that blind, not to notice that? What’s happened to you?”

His voice was getting angrier and louder the more he spoke, his outburst not calming the situation or himself.

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