Page 83 of His Forbidden Obsession

He had always been crazy, but I could tell from the look in his eyes that he’d really snapped.

“There you are,” he snarled. “Were you in there fucking, or are you both waiting for Lorenzo to come back and have you?”

I reminded myself to focus on the best opportunity to save ourselves. I couldn’t listen to any of his vile words.

“You were supposed to make a baby, and then you were supposed to serve Ivanov, please him so he would work for me.”

He held a piece of wood over his head, but he didn’t seem to have another gun. I glanced at Alina and nodded.

I met my father’s gaze. “Ivanov was never going to work for you. He hates your guts.”

He roared and charged toward me. Alina lifted her gun. I heard the crack as my father fell. She had put a bullet through his temple.

He lay on the floor, blood pooling under him. Bile rose in my throat, but I swallowed it down. I didn’t have time to puke now. I looked at Alina. “You… You really are a good shot.”

“Come on.” She held the gun in her hand, and I kept hold of the knife she had given me.

I screamed as we opened the door, and a man was climbing the steps to the porch.

“It’s me!” Lorenzo shouted.

Alina lowered her gun as we both said, “What happened?”

“Someone hit me from behind when I went to check on Landry.” We stepped back inside, and Lorenzo immediately noticed my father’s body. He looked at Alina, down at her gun, and back up. “Good work. Did he hurt either one of you?”

“No,” I said. “He can’t hurt anybody now.”

Lorenzo pulled me into his arms. “That’s right, baby.” After a quick hug, he released me. “We need to get Landry in here and take a look at him. I think he was surprised the same way as me. God, I was such a fucking fool to go out there.”

“We took care of things,” Alina said.

“We did,” I agreed.

Lorenzo smiled. “I told you that you were stronger than you thought.”

Maybe I was.

“That’s one asshole down,” Alina said. “I hope I get to be the one to end my father too.”

Lorenzo nodded. “You’ll have to beat me to it.”

I had to stand with my back to my father’s corpse. As much as I had wanted him dead, I couldn’t look at him. I already knew it would take a long time before I got the image of the hole in his head out of my mind. “Are you okay?” I asked Alina. “I mean, have you ever killed anyone before?”

She shook her head. “No, but I’m fine. I wasn’t raised to be sentimental about human life.”

“Alina. I know, but⁠—”

“I’ll be all right.”

I didn’t argue. It was best if she held herself together for now.

“You stay here. I’ll get Landry,” Lorenzo said.

Landry was a huge man. “Can you carry him by yourself if he’s still unconscious?”

“I’ll manage.”

“I can help,” Alina said.