All Yours Daddies (by Mirabella) novel Chapter 30

SARAH

Ronan’s eyes lock on Jaxon, his scowl draws a thin line over the top of his eye brows.

“You said she wouldn’t be here.”

Jaxon glares at him with equal intensity.

“That is because she’s not NOT supposed to be here.”

My gaze continues to shift from one person to another as I’m rooted to the ground, right fingers clutching my purse to my right side, anxious for my dear life.

Why is Aaron on his knees in front of Malachi? And why is his nose bleeding?

Ronan walks up to me, and I make sure to look him straight in the eyes as he talks to me. It has me tilting my head up, sure, but it’s worth it.

“Why are you here, Sarah? You’re supposed to be at home.”

I raise a questioning right brow.

“Home?” I point to the ground I’m standing on.

“This is my house. I built this entire place brick by brick.”

He tries to reach for my shoulder, but I move away.

“You haven’t answered my question,” I look away from him, over to Malachi.

“What the hell is going on here?”

Malachi sucks in a deep breath. For some reason, he looks at me like I’m a serious inconvenience. I don’t know what he planned to do to Aaron, but I have a feeling he still has teeth in his mouth because of me.

“We came here to pay Aaron a visit, Sarah.”

Aaron is glaring at me. I swallow hard.

He’s not going to let me live this one down easily. I recall his words in my office earlier; and panic clogs my throat with a big lump all over again.

“Fuck!” Is all I can scream. My purse slips from my fingers and drops to the ground.

“What the fuck is wrong with the three of you?” Tears well up in my eyes.

I told myself I wouldn’t cry. Told myself that it was going to be fine one way or another. I had already planned ways to speak to Aaron, to reason with him.

Now, they’ve ruined it. Aaron would never listen to me knowing that they’ve hurt him. He would punish me to get back at them.

“Sarah, listen…” Malachi tries to speak, but I cut him off, sending him a stern look.

“I told you to stay away, but you just couldn’t help yourself, could you?”

“Stay away?” Jaxon scoffs, stepping forward.

“We told you, Sarah. Really bad things happen to people who touch what’s ours. And he…” he points to Aaron, “…did.”

I’m torn between the urge to laugh in their faces and fall to the ground into uncontrollable tears.

I choose the former, and they all stare at me like I’m crazy—including Aaron.

Maybe I am.

But when I can barely feel my stomach anymore, I force myself to stop, slowly catching my breath.

“Do you know who you’re dealing with?” I ask, wiping my tear streaked eyes with my index finger.

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