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  Bella

  “Jax?”

  “Bella.”

  My father? I shook my head. “My father is dead.” I glared at her speaking more to myself than anyone. “How the hell could you be working for my father?” I snapped my head toward her throwing a raised brow.

  Who did she think she was fucking with? I was angry, feral, and out for blood. How dare she say anything about my deceased father?

  “Bella—” Jax’s arm swept around my waist as he attempted at pulling me away. I jerked forward my eyes falling from her eyes as I realized I’d stepped into Rebecca’s face. I hovered over her while gripping the arms of the chair while also still clinging the gun I’d stolen from Wyatt. “She’s not worth it.”

  I then let Jax move my body away only because I needed to remain calm if I was going to put all of these pieces together. Why would she say she was working for my father? What was her angle?

  “Well well. I see your little kitty is off her leash.” Her brow rose as she shook her head. “But I don’t suppose you let her out of her little cage often—” Her attention turned toward me then. “—Am I right, Bella?” She continued on a laugh at my expense no doubt.

  I drew in a deep breath collecting my thoughts and a semblance of my sanity, but I was still fully intended to kill this bitch. I turned my attention toward Sam who’d been standing next to Dominic watching, and with a nod he stepped closer one foot at a time.

  Jax searched from Sam, Rebecca, and lastly me. His face was hard. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Jax asked Sam. While Sam was a dick on every possible level and trust me, I knew what I was talking about, I knew that she had been with him. I also knew I had leverage that no one, including Jax, had known about. I called in a favor with sharpness even my father wouldn’t have objected to.

  You see, I knew Sam’s biggest secret. A secret I would take with me to the grave.

  I drew in a deep breath and straightened my stance risking a glance to nearly everyone in the room. Quickly,I realized I had let her affect me. Jax wouldn’t have done that, my fatherwouldn’t have done that, so why was I— someone who’d been so determined to be respected—someone who swore I could run this family get so caught up in the center of her drama and let it affect me. I didn’t need that. I was raised by a man, had one female best friend, and a few other girlfriends, but never that close. Men raised me, and I’d seen how a leader was supposed to respond to this sort of thing. She thought she was in control. I needed to show her that I was in control— no one BUT me.

  My hand sagged with the heaviness of the metal that I gripped into the palm of my hand. I allowed my attention to fall on the spots that were scratched and wore down. Seeing the indentation on the old gun a breath left my lungs. My eyes rested upon the indentation I was certain a finger had rested upon many times prior. The scuffed marks never caused the metal to stand down because it felt weak. The gun was still powerful and held its own, despite the weak outer appearance. In all honesty, I wanted to kill her right there. But is that what a leader would do? Why did I want to kill her so badly? Jealousy? Perhaps, but I wouldn’t let that get in my way. She was holding something over Jax’s head. I needed to know what that was.

  Jax remained at my side as he watched with regret in his eyes. The cock of his brow seemed to hide it. The watchful eye, however, told a different story, a story I was all too familiar with.

  A few moments passed since she’d last spoken. She watched me then moved her attention toward Jax and Sam, but she didn’t seem affected by Sam’s presence in the slightest which I thought odd. When Jax told the story of Rebecca and Sam it felt as if she loved Sam or maybe I’d made that up in my own mind. After all, why on earth would someone cheat on Jax if they weren’t forced into it by emotion? I couldn’t fathom the idea.

  “I know who and what you are Rebecca—” The small space closed in on me. I reluctantly moved an inch closer watching her. I swept my left hand over the coolness of the gun’s shaft. “I know all the things you did to get where you are today.”

  Her brow rose with the curve of her lips. “Do you?” Her question was sardonic. She toyed with me, her words filling me with tumultuous doubt.

  “I know that you’re beneath Jax and—” I raised a finger to my chin taking my time as I shook my head. “—a liar.”

  “Is that what he told you?”

  I shook my head. “No, but I’m a smart girl, and it doesn’t take me long once I’m out of my cage.” I arched my brow.

  “How long before he trades you in?”

  I laughed nervously. “What?”

  She relaxed into the chair. “You are naïve, aren’t you?” A heavy smile painted her face showing concern. “He has you completely brainwashed of his perfection. Ha— I was you once, ignorant to reality. Thinking that he loved me, and I was the only one.” Her eyes moved to her left finding Jax. She shook her head. “But then there was Isabella.” Her attention came back to me. What was she talking about? She was trying to goad me, and I knew it. I inhaled deeply while not changing my position.

  “That’s enough!” Jax lunged forward, the veins in his temples throbbing, his body was rigid, and heated sweat was beading on his forehead.

  “Awe, Jax,” she shook her head. “I know I’m not leaving this room and I accept that, but trust me when I say I’m taking you down with me.” Her eyes bled hatred for him.

  “You can certainly try, but nothing y
ou say has any claim over Jax. I won’t allow you hurt my husband.”

  She shifted her body to take me in as if she had suddenly been possessed. “We will most definitely see about that, Isabella.”

  “Is this really fucking necessary?” I asked as Jax pulled an automatic gun from behind Tony’s jacket, pulling the slide back and checking to see if it was loaded. As he began twisting a silencer on the barrel, I watched knowing he was going to kill her. Jax was cold and reactive as he pointed the gun at Rebecca. “There’s nothing we will see, Rebecca.” He pulled the hammer back on the gun. “You should’ve stayed dead.”

  “I’m your sister, Bella! I’m your sister!” she cried. After the entire tough girl act had fallen away, she showed her vulnerability. But why was she telling me she was my sister? I didn’t have a sister, and my parents were both gone.

  Her voice echoed over and over in my head as she begged for her life. “Stop! Jax, stop!” I demanded.

  “Bella, you want to know the truth?” Her breath hitched as a tear beaded at her eye before falling to her lips.

  “Talk.”

  She nodded. “Okay,”

  Jax grabbed my arm and leaned into my ear. “You have no idea what you’re doing.”

  “You’re hurting my arm,” I whispered.

  He drew a deep breath and clenched his teeth before finally releasing me. “You don’t know what you’re doing.”

  “I’m a big girl. She’s just told me she’s working for my father and she’s my sister, I need to hear her out.”

  “No.” He shook his head. “Everything she’s gonna say is gonna ruin you in one way or another.” He raised the gun to Rebecca again, I knew he was going to kill her and that this was it for her.

  “I’ll talk! I’ll tell you anything you want to know, Bella!” She cried as the darkness of what was about to happen sunk in.

  “No. No you won’t.” Jax moved closer resting the gun just above her perfectly shaped brow.

  “Please!” She panicked, her body shaking while her eyes scattered between us.

  Jax was being an animal. Rebecca couldn’t be trusted, but how could he act as if she wasn’t a human being? He once called her his wife, and now he was going to kill her. I cringed at the thought of it being me in that chair.

  “STOP! Jax, I said stop!”

  “Bella, she can’t be trusted. She wants to hurt you— us. I can’t let that happen.” Sweat continued to bead along his brow while his hand shook the gun pressed into the flesh of her forehead. If I didn’t do something she would die.

  I pressed my hand to his shoulder nudging him toward me. “Baby, look at me.” If I didn’t know Jax as well as I did I’d say he was… terrified, but why? “No one is going to hurt us, baby. She’s no one. She’s weak and you’re strong—we’re strong.” I raised my hand to his cheek gently forcing him to look at me. “I know you’ll take care of us, but I need to hear her out, do you understand?”

  “Bella,” Rebecca cried shaking in her chair.

  Why didn’t she cry to him, why me?

  “Please, Jax, let me hear her out and then we can move on.” I smoothed my fingers across his cheek.

  He turned watching me for a moment and then drew a deep breath. “I can’t, Bella, back away,” he growled before taking his attention toward Rebecca once more.

  My heart pounded in my ears seeing the fear in her eyes with the knowledge of how she would die.

  Seconds passed with the pounding of my heart against my chest while she shook in her chair. “Jax, if you do this I’ll walk out of this room and never look back.”

  His breath hitched and his eyes closed tight. “Don’t be stupid, Bella, you have no say in this matter.”

  Fuck! He would pull the trigger any second. “Fine! Do it and see how stupid I am. You’re not the bad guy, Jax, but killing an innocent woman is bad.”

  Jax finally turned toward me with sweat falling from his brow. “We are the bad guys, Bella. The very worst of them all.”

  “I will leave; do you understand?”

  His body stiffened just before he turned toward me again. “You’ll never leave, Bella! NEVER! I’ll never let you go.” His eyes were feral; an animalistic growl in the back of his throat forced his words to be agonizing to my ears. Why was he doing this?

  “Boss, let go of, Bella! With all due respect, sir.” Tony stepped to my right. Jax had been gripping my arms so tightly I wanted to scream.

  His eyes moved rapidly across my body seeing that his fingers pressed violently into my flesh as if he hadn’t known he’d done it.

  “Who are you?” I choked.

  He reached for my face. “Bella?”

  I didn’t now who this man was. “Don’t touch me!”

  “Don’t be—”

  “Stupid?” I raised a brow. “You may be the boss of this so called crime family, but I’m the boss of this family! You touch one hair on her head, and you’ll regret it. Am I making myself clear? I’m not afraid of you, Jax Moretti. Tony?”

  “Yes?”

  Without letting my eyes fall from Jax, I spoke to Tony. “We are leaving. Get her together, she’s coming with me.”

  “Where are you going?” Jax spit.

  I watched him for a few seconds then answered. “Home, Jax.”

  “You’re taking her to Chicago?”

  I shook my head. “No, I won’t be going back there. I’m gonna go to Papa’s.”

  “Bella, I think you should listen to your husband here.”

  Sam had never spoken to me with respect before today. I turned my head over my shoulder. “Sam, since when have I ever listened? I do what I think is right! I don’t follow orders now or ever. If you don’t like it, Jax, I’m sure you know where you can stick it.”

  Dominic fidgeted bumping into the table he stood next to. “Sorry,” he offered when the entire room turned his way.

  “You’re taking her home with you?” Jax ignored Dominic.

  “Yes, I can’t leave her here.”

  “You have no idea what she really is, Bella,” he pleaded, and I could practically see the blood in his eyes.

  My heart felt strange. “I know exactly what she is, Jax. Do you trust me?” I reached for his hand.

  His eyes moved rapidly across my face. “No.”

  “Then it’s you whom I don’t know.” I dropped his hand.

  I leaned down to Rebecca. “We are going to leave the room. If you give me any trouble, I’ll kill you myself, understood?”

  She nodded while remaining silent.

  “Dominic, help her up.” Rebecca had mascara running down her pink cheeks, and we couldn’t leave the hotel with her looking like that. “Wipe your face, and if she gives you trouble, Dominic, knock her out.”

  “Please don’t do this! Please don’t make me do this!” Jax yelled.

  “What? What are you going to do?” I asked with annoyance.

  “We’re ready,” Dominic and Rebecca said as they walked toward us again.

  “Who’s your fucking boss?” Jax asked Dominic.

  “You are.”

  “Okay, cause it’s lookin’ like you take orders from my wife these days.”

  Dominic stood tall as Jax hovered over his body. “No, boss, I take my orders from you.”

  “Bella, you’re not goin’ anywhere.”

  “I’m taking them with me.”

  Jax grabbed and held my arm once again. “You’ll do what the fuck you’re told.” He was unraveling… or maybe this was him— the real Jax. The man in front of me wasn’t my husband; this was a ruthless mob boss treating me just like they all treated their precious belongings.

  “Why don’t you want her talking, Jax? What are you so worried about?”

  “I’ll tell you why, Bella,” Rebecca whispered.

  Jax closed his eyes tight. “No you won’t.”

  “You think she’s gonna say something to incriminate you, don’t you?” Jax shook his head. I reached for his hand prying his fingers loose from my a
rm and walked toward Rebecca. “Tell me everything.”

  She nodded.

  I turned back to Jax seeing him become volatile sliding the crystal from the table against the wall causing a loud crash. His features were something I’d truly never seen from anyone. He was beyond angry… He was scared. He pierced me with his darkened eyes. What was it she would say that turned him into such a monster?

  “Bella?” He questioned. “Do you trust me?”

  I thought I did. I thought there was never anything he could do or say that would hurt me but seeing this, him, the way he’d spoken to me, there was no way I could deal with that. This life sucked you in with money and power. The women lived a fabulous life, one that when looked at from the outside seemed perfect. I knew that all too well having grown up in this life, but as the wife of Jax Moretti I was fortunate, I’d been loved. I’d seen more than most, and I stood tall as a woman, but I was my own woman. I didn’t want a man giving me orders and making demands of me. I wanted to make my own decisions and my own way in this world. I needed to remember that just because he loved me and I wanted to make him happy, this wasn’t demanded of me but my choice; a decision that I’d made all on my own. I loved him through many things. I’d sat next to him every second while he lay in a hospital room and yet he’d said he didn’t trust me. I’d given up my entire life for him, carried his child, and still he didn’t trust me. What did that say about this marriage? There we were, him filled with deafening doubt that I could be trusted to do what needed to be done; my love, my loyalty meant nothing to him.

  I’d been treated like a stupid princess my entire life. Imagine the girl with everything: the perfect life, perfect prom dress, and perfect car. But that would’ve been empty without my father. My family is what meant the world to me. I’d taken Jax as my husband twice and now he questioned my loyalty and doubted me. All the money in the world will not make you happy, not without someone to share it with and he was that for me. I did trust him. I trusted everything about him until I knew he must’ve been hiding something from me. What didn’t he want me to know? How could I trust someone that hid things from me?

  “I don’t even know who you are, Jax!” I felt the silkiness of the tear fall from my eye. I felt naked and weak, everyone could see the pathetic weak girl who had no business being there in the first place. I wanted a simple life. I wanted to love and to be loved. I wanted a normal life but was forced into this and now I was just as weak as everyone knew. Everyone had known, I fought it but as the tear fell from my eye, I knew it too. I drew in a deep breath feeling as if my heart would jump from my chest.