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Ch. 35 PAIN

Emily’s POV

The searing pain that radiated from my ass was nothing compared to the ache in my chest as I stared into James' gray eyes, seeing a darkness there that shattered the image I had so carefully constructed of him.

"Understand this, Braveheart," he growled, his grip tightening around the tangled locks of my hair, the sharp tugs sending jolts of discomfort through my scalp. "You will be looking after Carol now and making sure she eats everything she needs to grow a healthy baby. If anything happens to the child in her stomach, you will be the one to blame for it."

I glared up at him, my jaw clenched with a defiant refusal to cower in the face of his barely contained fury. "Never," I snapped. "I will never be that bitch's servant, you guys can go to hell for all I care!"

His hand twitched, and I caught sight of the leather riding crop on the nearby table. Before he could reach for it, the door burst open, and Michael strode in.

"Brother, Robert has something to tell—" he began,
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