Page 44 of Nolan (The Doherty Mafia)
This was the place my family needed to find to end the war. And Amelia was the mole.
There was no doubt about it now.
She parked the car away from the house but I waited there, knowing she’d return to it at some point.
As it turned out, she wasn’t gone for long. No more than an hour went by before I saw return. I hid out in the tall grass. She wasn’t even paying attention and didn’t see me. From where I’d stood, it looked like she may have even been crying. As much as I tried to remind myself she was with Aldo, she’d lied to me—I couldn’t help but feel a pang of desire to wipe away her tears.
But I had to act fast before she got away.
I needed answers, and more importantly, I wanted her to pay for the damage she’d done. To me. To my family. She would have some explaining to do. If I was even willing to listen.
So I grabbed her and piled her into the trunk of my car. She put up a good fight but she wasn’t going to win this one. Now that I knew exactly what she was, I’d make sure she lost everything.
I couldn’t gag her when I dragged her out of the car, because I would have had to lead her through my apartment building up to my place. It was the middle of the day and there would be people around. Even though the Dohertys were usually ignored for all our antics, something like this would not go unnoticed.
But her wrists were tied together before I took her into the building.
“I will shoot you if you try and escape or raise any alarms,” I growled in her ear before I shoved her forward. I was close behind her, close enough that she could feel the gun in my hand which was shielded from view by her body.
Amelia didn’t look scared. Just angry.
We took the elevator up to my apartment and once I’d locked the door behind us, I instructed her to take the chair in the living room.
“What are you going to do to me?” she asked, sitting down to face me.
“I’ll gag you if you don’t shut up.”
She didn’t struggle as I tied up her ankles and doublechecked the ties around her wrists. She wasn’t getting out of them.
I considered gagging her. A part of me didn’t want to listen to a word she had to say.
“Nolan, you should realize by now that I’m not going to try and get away from you. The only reason I fought you when you grabbed me and put me in the trunk was because I didn’t know it was you. I thought…I thought it was one of Aldo’s men.”
“And just last night you pretended to not have a clue who Aldo is. I fuckin’ fell for it. My whole family fuckin’ fell for your act.”
“They fell for it because they trust you, they trust your judgement…don’t you see that now?”
“Don’t talk to me about my family!”
She clamped her mouth shut and nodded gently.
“Okay, we don’t have to talk about them. Can I just explain myself?”
“There isn’t anything you can say that would explain what you’ve done. I haven’t brought you here so you can justify your actions to me.”
“Then why have you brought me here? Why have you tied me up?”
“Because I’m going to make you pay for it.”
Amelia’s eyes grew large and they watered. If there was ever a time for her to be afraid, this was it. She had no idea what I was capable of. She hadn’t seen this side of me.
She hung her head low and shook her head.
“So you won’t believe me if I told you I’ve given him nothing? I haven’t told him anything. Aldo has no idea your family discussed him over dinner last night. I changed my mind about everything. I changed my mind about you.”
I smiled at her, amazed that she actually thought I’d fall for this.
“The less you speak, the more your chances are of coming out of this in one piece,” I said.
Amelia had no idea how fucked up this was. How would I ever face my family after this? Everyone would find out I’d been duped into sleeping with an Aldo mole. A chick I’d brought to our family dinner. Amelia had helped prove to my family that I was exactly what they’d thought of me. Incapable and naive. And maybe they were right. Maybe I had no business being in the family.
I glared at Amelia while she sat there. Despite her petite frame and the softness of her features and her delicate golden curls—she wasn’t a girl I needed to feel sorry for.
Her actions were about to change the course of my life forever and she didn’t give a shit. My gaze fell on her heaving tits. Tits that’d been in my hands, in my mouth…my tongue had been all over that body and I couldn’t get enough of it.
