Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

175. Rueben - Jason Deymar II

It takes a lot of self-control not to go straight to the house and put a bullet between that whore's eyes. She killed Camila because she was a fucking cheater? Her not being able to keep her legs shut is not something new to me, but I never knew the reason why she killed Camila. Not that I didn't ask, but she never said a word about it. Now I know why.

"The Diseased Cunt is mine to do as I want with her. If you don't want to share the same fate as your buddy Roy, I suggest you leave," I say.

"Not without my sister," Jason insists. "Is Roy dead?" I shrug. "I guess I now have a widow to console. Pretty cute, too. I could lend her to you from time to time."

I wonder how Tyson never killed Jason when he had the opportunity. A few minutes in his presence and I am more than ready to rip out his heart.

I finish my cigar. "I wonder why you want to get the Diseased Cunt back so badly."

Jason smiles sheepishly. "She stole something, uh, important to my family and until she says where she hid it, I can't lose sight of her."

"I don't care what she did or stole from the Deymar family. She is mine!"

Jason smirks. "I see you grew fond of her. How about I let you have her until you get bored of her but with the promise you won't damage her permanently?"

I shove my hands in my pockets. "How about you get the fuck away from my property?"

"It will take only a phone call to have this shit hole destroyed."

He can threaten me all he wants but not my home. Not the Lair in which I spent hundreds of hours wanting to be perfect for when my blood-brothers found a wife. The Lair was never my dream but that of Jasper and Mose. "Last warning, Deymar. Leave while you can."

Jason's hand goes to his weapon. "Not without Olivia."

A figure appears behind Jason.

Ansel.

I thought he was in the house, fucking the Diseased Cunt. Ever since Ansel and I met, years ago, he always had my back.

be stubborn, it is fine

in the temple with the back of his handgun, hard enough to knock him unconscious. Catching Jason was easy. Too easy. I try to scan the surroundings, but the wind is too

patrolling around when I noticed you two." Kicking Jason in the stomach,

grab Jason's legs while Ansel grabs his arms and we start moving. Diva follows us. Noticing blood on Ansel's hands, I ask, "How did you

"It's Roy's blood."

energy left after fucking the Diseased Cunt, it

turns serious. "She is still healing from what you and Tyson did to her and I didn't want to wear her out." "Like you didn't

thought she was choking on

yourself so you can sleep well during the night?"

like her. For years, you hated her as much as Tyson and I.

never once

him, welcomes us with a look of absolute terror on his face.

even bother to look at Roy. "Showed him what

Ansel has always been the more level-headed. Probably because he grew up in foster care and knew that stepping out of line would get him in

about learning what

it is nothing

for us. I even made him tell me his social security number," Ansel replies as we put Jason on the

useful information if they are

that Spencer

important. Just some family member Olivia cares

cares about this Spencer dude, then it is worth learning more about him.

to the chair.

Roy had no

the bomb in the house.

can make Jason talk

at betting." I

Maybe I should find a new