Tempting The Mafia Twins
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“You are coming back, and I promise you, we will rectify the situation. My brother is feeling terrible.”
“Fuck him.”
“He wishes,” Kiefer said rolling his eyes.
“What?”
“I said he wishes. The reason Tadgh was such an asshole to you was because in his mind, he saw you first. He saw you through the window coming into the pub. He was already on his feet to come outside and sweep you off yours and I got in the way.”
“I don’t understand,” she frowned. “Tadgh?”
“Wanted, wants,” he corrected himself, “to be with you.” At her confusion he puffed his cheeks and blew out the air. “The reason he was a prick to you is because despite the fact we’re identical, you never looked at him the way he was looking at you. You were mine from the minute you fell into my arms. He is jealous.”
“Jealous?”
“He wanted a relationship with you but given how straightlaced you were, I didn’t think you’d go for it, and I refused to even bring it up to you, but he wants to be your partner.”
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“I don’t understand.”
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“He wants to fuck you. Is that clear enough? He wants to fuck you. He wants to love you. He wants to be with you.”
She shook her head against the bizarrely unholy thought and. lifted her chin, “I don’t care. I don’t care about any of this. None of it changes the fact, you let them hurt me. Your refusal to interfere in the shit happening in the house, puts the blame squarely on your shoulders.” She poked him in the chest, “the fact they were brazen enough, while you were in the house at your party, to shove me down a flight of stairs and for that bitch to kick me in the stomach while I bled, is because you let it happen.” She watched his face pale at her brutal delivery.
“You really do blame me?
“You did this. Do you want to know why I hate you? You are to blame for the death of my son. You are to blame for the fact my other son is growing up without his twin, a twin he sees in his dreams. He can only play with his twin in his dreams and it’s your fault!” she couldn’t fight the way her voice rose in shaking fury. “I despise you Kiefer O’Reilly because you are the only one to blame for all of this shit. You can drag me back, kicking and screaming but I promise you, I will not rest until Egan, and I are safe, away from you and your psychopathic family.”
“I didn’t know,” he stammered at her wild accusations. “You never once told me what they were doing!”
“I shouldn’t have had to!” she screamed at him, her voice bouncing off the public restroom. “A man in charge of his house
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