Chapter 45

Chapter 45

Brooklyn

Aden was smart to butter me up with a new horse.

Because now, as I sit in the back seat of the black car, all by myself, I look up at the stone mansion in front of me and grimace.

I am not looking forward to this. Dinner with my father, the man I barely knew existed.

The man I'm not sure I like very much at all, and who isn't sure he trusts me in return.

I know that there should probably be some curiosity in me, some desire to know more about my family and my heritage.

But honestly? Lennox Remington doesn't feel anything like my father. That, to me, will always be Stephen.

Aden sent two guards along with me and instructed them to stay by me at all times.

For protection, presumably. But also-I think-to be Aden's eyes and ears at the meeting.

Remington is his ally, but even the term "ally" in this underworld has some tenuous distrust built into it.

I begged Hudson to come with me, but Aden denied that, too.

Remington, apparently, wanted me all to himself.

Great. I was already feeling uncomfortable enough about this whole situation. But now, to go into it alone? This was definitely going to be a disaster.

of the front of the car after they park

out and sigh, wishing I was anywhere else. The stables, preferably, getting to know

front steps to

mouth at the irony here. If he's my dad, if this is my house, shouldn't I

the door, giving us a kind smile before pulling the door all the way

I stop dead in my tracks. The

asks. Joshua, I think. One of

murmur in response, staring around the

in reality? I'm

been here before, I suddenly realize.

things will feel like, what it smells

familiar. A soft burnt orange, thick and plush underneath my feet. The arch that leads

there. A hutch, filled with

as I slowly walk through the

"Dinner isn't ready yet, miss," she says.

push open the door to the kitchen. The avocado-green fridge and stove are exactly as I remember them. Except, I didn't know

hear footsteps

"Familiar, is it?"

is standing behind me in the kitchen. I search his face,

kitchen, as if

couldn't keep you out of here," he says. "Your mother, the maids, or

the pots and pans. Bang

went to live with Stephen; I should have had a few core

was flooding back... But why had it gone

a moment and then nods back towards

says. "I want to introduce

gaze still darting around the

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