Page 8 of Killian (The Doherty Mafia)
Somehow, I’d managed to get away from Aldo. Connor was dead. I’d be able to get away from Killian too. All I needed was to come up with a plan that worked.
Five
Killian
It was early morning and I’d fallen asleep on my couch at some point. When I woke up, I thought about Reese. I’d fantasized about her all night.
It wasn’t like I didn’t get around. Heck, I could have any bitch I wanted, but there was something about having Reese here. Right here in my basement, to do with as I pleased—that really got me going.
I got off the couch and proceeded to make myself a coffee. I was considering making her one too. Although, she didn’t seem like the coffee type. She was more milk and cookies.
It brought a smile to my face. I actually looked forward to going down to the basement, seeing her again. I knew she despised me. I knew she wanted to get away from me—but it just wasn’t going to happen.
I’d already taken too many risks so far. I wasn’t about to let her simply walk away from here.
In fact, I wasn’t sure I would ever let her walk out of here.
As much as I enjoyed having her here, staring at her, checking out the shape of her flared hips and picturing those perfect tits in my hands—I knew this was short lived.
I wasn’t keeping her here forever.
Some alternative arrangements would eventually need to be made. And they were not going to be in her favor.
While I poured some coffee into a second cup, I heard a car drive up to the front of the house. My place was in the woods, surrounded by a lot of trees and hidden away. I didn’t exactly have neighbors driving past.
I looked through the window and saw my brother Aiden getting out of his car.
“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath, simultaneously emptying the second cup of coffee down the drain.
Since last night, when we ran from Connor’s car, I had managed to somehow convince myself there was nobody else in the world. That we wouldn’t have to face any consequences.
Aiden tried to open the front door but it was locked.
I rubbed a hand over my face and went over to unlock it.
“Hey,” I said, rushing back to the kitchen.
“Since when do you lock your door?” At least he sounded chirpy.
He followed me to the kitchen and started fixing himself a cup of coffee.
“What’s up?” I asked, keeping my back to him.
“I came over here to ask you the same question,” Aiden replied.
There were a few moments of silence between us and I turned to face him. It had to be done. By not looking at him, I was only making him more suspicious.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Sounds like you’re trying to tell me something.”
I narrowed my eyes at my brother who slowly sipped his coffee. He took his time before answering.
“I want to know what happened last night,” he said.
* * *
Aiden followed me out of the house as I went out the back to the log pile. I avoided his damned question.
“What are you not telling me?” he asked.
I grabbed a big pile of logs and started walking back to the house. Aiden carried a few and tucked them under his arm too.
“There is nothing to tell. Connor got himself a brand new bride last night. You know the story, what do you want me to say?”
Aiden followed me back into the house.
“I want you to tell me why nobody’s heard from Connor. Why you’ve been out here since last night. Nobody’s heard a peep from you either.”
“This is my fucking house. You know, the place I come to sleep at night and drink a cup of coffee in fucking peace in the morning,” I barked at my brother, but Aiden could take it.
In fact, he mostly ignored it.
“I was expecting you at the bar last night.”
“It’s not like I stood you up on a date. You don’t have to get your panties in a bunch,” I snapped.
I emptied the logs into the fireplace and Aiden did the same. I could sense my brother’s eyes on me. He tried to study me. Trying to figure out if I was lying or what I was lying about.
“The girl…” he began.
I glared at him.
I didn’t want to speak about Reese right now. Not when she was right below us in the basement.
“What about her?”
“What was she like? Why the fuck did she agree to go with Connor?”
I clenched my jaws tight, and I had no idea why a wave of rage washed over me. All of a sudden, I felt like I needed to defend Reese.
“It’s not like she had a choice in it. She lives in her stepfather’s control. She couldn’t say no.”
Aiden’s eyes narrowed on me—and at the same time, there was a banging sound on the basement door.
