98. I allow it

Brielle Clarke

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“Father wants to see you.”

“What the fuck for?” Those were the first words that came to mind and I could not stop myself from saying them.

The man I called father had deliberately sold me by tricking me to meet him at a bookshop. He wanted to get rid of me, not caring about the kind of person I’d end up with. And he suddenly wanted to see me? It had to be a fucking joke.

Axel sighed. “He said he wants to talk to you,”

“Why didn’t he call me himself then?”

“Would you stay on the call if you knew he was the one speaking?”

He caught me there. That was true. I didn’t want to see my father, but there were unanswered questions I had. I needed answers. I needed clarification. I needed closure.

“Let him come to me.” I felt more comfortable when I knew Maxim was around because my father wouldn’t dare hurt me in his presence. Even if Maxim wasn’t around, most of his men would be close by.

Axel kissed his teeth. “You know he can’t do that.”

“Why?”

“He and your boyfriend are