Free Aaron: Book Three (Scars 3) by Sinden West Page B

found something out though. She knew that I
worked for your family. She knew why I was there.”
    He looked sick
for a moment, paling, and then he slung the rest of his drink down his throat
and let out a chuckle. “How did you let her get that close to you? You must be
losing your touch.”
    I stayed still.
“Why don’t you tell me what’s going on?”
    He shrugged. “You
don’t need to know that. You just need to get rid of her. Make her disappear,
the boys too. It’s what you’re good at.”
    He was
dismissing me, and my lips flicked up into a smile at his gall. “You know what?
I don’t like doing shit behind Luca’s back. It could make things end badly for
me in the long run.”
    He pressed his
lips together and his hand tightened on his glass. “They need to be gone. Are
you going to do it or should I find someone else?” The coldness in his tone
wasn’t customary. It was saved for those he was forced to deal with in unsavory
ways.
    My mouth twisted
into a smile. Fuck him. I could match his coldness. He was a fucking child
compared to me. “Oh, no, I’ll do it all right. But the woman’s kind of mouthy.
I might need to teach her a lesson first.”
    Antony’s mask
dropped. “Don’t, Aaron. Just let it be quick and painless.”
    “Start talking.”
    He sighed and
poured himself another drink. His hand was shaking. “She’s Luca’s wife.”
    I raised an
eyebrow. That was surprising.
    “She was the
first wife.”
    “And her sons?”
    He shook his
head. “They’re not his. They’re mine, maybe…” He trailed off while I barked out
a laugh.
    “Killing your
own children. Shit. You really do have a ruthless side. And sleeping with your
brother’s wife. Well…”
    “I wouldn’t be
killing them, though. You would.”
    “It’s the same
thing. Not that I care, of course. I just need to know what the implications of
performing this little task will be for me.”
    “You don’t know
what Andrea’s like,” he said abruptly. “She’s evil. She manipulates everyone
around her.” He snorted. “She even managed to win over Luca. She played him and
she won. She made a complete fool of him by sleeping with everyone behind his
back and spending his money.”
    “Why are you
still alive, then?”
    His hand shook
again. “Because he doesn’t know. When she discovered that he knew about her
infidelity, she blackmailed me to help her flee. I’ve been paying her off ever
since. I’ve heard that he’s looking for her again. He goes through these
periods of rage where he’s obsessed with her. The stupid bitch decided to move
close by a few months ago and he’s going to find her unless I take action.”
    “What did she
blackmail you with?”
    He squeezed his
eyes closed for moment before opening them again. “She threatened to tell him
that the boys are mine. It’s the perfect evidence.”
    “Are they?”
    “I don’t fucking
know. She’s never had them tested. She lies about everything. She twists
everything around. If Luca gets to her first, she’ll get what she deserves,
but…”
    “But he’ll find
out about you and you’re scared of your brother.”
    His eyes shot up
to me. “Wouldn’t you be? You don’t know what he’s capable of. He’s crazy.
Absolutely fucking nuts. Violence is like his drug. And when you piss him off,
you won’t know. You won’t know until your guard is down and then he’ll‒”
    He threw his
glass across the room. It smashed into the wall and shattered. “That,” he
continued, “is what he’ll fucking do to you…to me.” His shoulders sagged down
in defeat. “Andrea’s a psychopath. That’s why they got on so well. Every day
was a fight. A challenge. The excitement never died.” He gave a mocking laugh.
“That’s what psycho love is.”
    I listened as he
rambled on. Killing Luca’s former wife in a humane fashion as Antony wished…If
I got caught, that would officially put me on Luca’s shit list, and that was
somewhere that only a crazy