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.

out of the front of the car after

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

three of us troupe up the front steps

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

us a kind smile before pulling

stop dead in my tracks. The guards almost bump into

I think. One of the friendlier

murmur in response, staring

reality? I'm totally

into a dream. I've been here

what things will feel like, what it

that leads into the dining room... Yes, I know that. And if I look just

filled with

god," I whisper, looking around as I

ready yet, miss," she says. "If you'll come

mean to be rude, but... I can't help myself as I walk to the back of the room and push open the door to the

footsteps behind

"Familiar, is it?"

me in the kitchen. I search

looks around at the kitchen, as if lost

says. "Your mother, the maids,

and pans. Bang on them, or pretend

bewildered. I was five when we went to

But why had

indulges me for a moment and then nods back

says. "I

follow, my gaze still

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