Chapter 12

“What ages are coming in the shipment?” I put Jin on speaker, checking my computer for the numbers of supplies coming in and guests attending next weekend.

“Twelve and up. Better for grooming at a young age. We have very eager buyers this round. The turnout will be good,” Jin mutters distractedly before barking out orders in rapid Japanese. He better be talking to someone else and not me.

“Good, good,” I reply back, seeing the bidding prices.

The path I’m going down will make me the most powerful man in the state, and money falling into my lap the higher I climb in politics. Running for mayor will just be the extra bonus until I have everyone in my pocket. This city will pay for taking away the one thing I loved on this earth.

“I’ve heard that our boys were spotted with the blonde girl out in public. The annoying one with the high-pitched voice. It would seem they aren’t as invested in their new pet, doesn’t it? I’ve told Nicky to bring his pet to the auction. I figured she can earn her place by dancing until I decide to put her up for sale.” Jin hums in amusement, probably already calculating the type of money he can make by putting her up on the auction block.

“Oh, the Paris girl. Her father is a judge, she has potential. Useful in the future. I’ll order Logan to bring her to dinner soon,” I mutter distractedly, wondering what game Logan is playing.

If my boy thinks I’ll fall for that, trying to get my attention off his plaything… he really doesn’t know me then. I’ve tasted that young pussy, so youthful and her smooth skin… It was an aphrodisiac, tasting her, and not a hardship. Payne didn’t have to command me to eat her out, I would have done so willingly. He just gave me a reason to do it sooner rather than later.

What is so special about this girl that has Logan tied up in knots? She has that air of confidence about her that my Helen had but my son needs to learn that women will make him weak. They are only made for one thing and that’s getting their hole fucked. If he thinks he’s in love, I’ll prove my point that it doesn’t exist by pounding into Tillie’s cunt next time in front of him. I really should just get rid of her before she corrupts my son and ruins my plans.

“Excellent idea. I have to go, a new supply of cocaine just came in. Make sure your boys in blue stay away from the warehouse. I’ll be taste testing for the rest of the day.” Jin hangs up without waiting for a reply.

I wonder sometimes where I’d be right now if he never took me under his wing, handing over a part of his empire to me until I could expand my business of counterfeit money and drugs. I’d probably be a detective behind a desk, drowning in alcohol, or in jail for getting caught murdering Dom’s father. I never thought I’d be here, involving myself in the trade business but when Jin asked, I couldn’t refuse. He saved me, I owed him and he has a shipment coming in from across seas that will make him millions. I don’t trust him but then again I trust no one. I just recently got involved in the flesh trade and when the time is right, I’ll take his whole empire away from him. Jin doesn’t deserve it because I still view him as a criminal that helped get my wife killed, with drugs that I thought I could get off the streets as a rookie cop. I was a fool but never again. I will be the only one who distributes anything in and out of this state, watching as other families fall apart so they can feel the pain of losing a loved one.

“Hold on, baby girl. Let me carry you up the stairs.” My son’s voice echoes down the hallway and I push away from my desk to see what’s happening as a thump sounds near the front of the house.

Silently striding down the hall, I turn the corner just as he bends down to carry Tillie upstairs. Her one shoe is sitting at the bottom of the foyer, left behind, and her drunk mumbling drifts down to me from the top of the staircase. I raise a brow and follow behind them, curious as to why my boy is being so gentle with her. He barely stares at her when I’m around, acting like she’s a disease that he could catch. He’s been putting on a very convincing show for me since she showed up at my house in the middle of the night. Stopping at Tillie’s doorway, I stay behind in the shadows as I peek between the crack of her door.

“Lo, can you stay with me tonight? I don’t want to be alone.” Tillie grasps his hand as he starts to turn away after tucking her in, pulling off her other shoe.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m just going to go take a quick shower and I’ll be right back,” he replies, leaning down to whisper something in her ear that has a goofy smile curling her lips, and walks away into the bathroom.

I wait in the doorway until I hear the shower turn on and step into the room. Tillie tosses and turns before settling on her side facing me, her arm hanging over the side of the bed and the sheets pooling at her waist. I approach on quiet feet, waiting to see if she can recognize me but she just blinks sleepily at me with a drunk, lopsided grin spreading across her plump lips. A little bit too drunk on a school night but it comes to my advantage. She’ll pass out soon enough. Slowly lowering onto the corner of her bed, I brush her hair off her forehead and arch a brow as she nuzzles her face into my hand.

“Logan.” She sighs dreamily with a smile before drifting off to sleep.

This won’t do at all. She has my son wrapped around her finger just like his mother had me wrapped around hers. He will only come out of this in pain of a broken heart. I thought I beat physical pain into him over the years with my belt so he’s numb to everything else but this is different. She can warm his heart and rip it away at the same time. I need to deal with the problem before it’s too late. It will be my final lesson for Logan, even his own blood will hurt him in the end. I told him time and time again to never trust anyone but he doesn’t listen. After this auction, I’ll make sure she disappears.

I could hand her back over the Demon Jokers. After the way Payne died and was delivered at their doorstep, they are without a doubt seeking revenge. I can lay the bread crumbs for the motorcycle gang that won’t lead back to me, they won’t be able to resist coming for Tillie. Or I can take her when she’s alone and put a bullet through her head just like how my Helen was killed.

I trace her soft lips with my finger, feeling the heat of her breath, and wonder if I should fuck her to teach both her and Logan a lesson before killing her. Everything in this city is mine. The shower turns off and I slowly pull my hand away from the beautiful disaster, leaning forward to whisper in her ear before I leave her room.

“I did warn you. Mess with my family and I’ll kill you.”