Chapter 139: For The Family
(MILES)
Perhaps we should cancel the wedding.
But then, Sasha will be mad at me for ruining his perfect little merger. I could always enter the marriage knowing it is fully a marriage of convenience. Maybe we should have separate rooms. I doubt if I have it in me to go through with the marriage just for the sake of the merger. Have my feelings for Arlo made me too vulnerable?
Feeling muddled, I go back to the basement. Sasha has probably tortured Dalton silly considering how his head is hung low. I’m not sure he is dead yet. I could care less even if he is. Sasha pulls off his gloves and watches me. "You didn’t seem into it today."
I know exactly what he means but still try to evade the question. "What do you mean?"
He shrugs. "I thought you would enjoy watching Dalton get what he deserves for attacking Arlo, but you seemed distracted the entire time. You almost took the fun out of it for me."
"Sorry," I shrug. You really strung this one out though. I got bored, kind of." I avoid his gaze and peel paint off the worn-out door. I give it a little too much attention, hoping he stops talking about it and moves to another subject.
He doesn’t.
"We spent four full days on that mobster from Eudora who was accused of trafficking women." He murmurs. "I don’t remember you getting bored then."
"That was an entirely different case. That man was a despicable character. We would have taken two days with me had we wanted." I stand and flicker the paint off my hand.
Sasha throws the gloves into a refuse container. "I’m willing to listen if... you... want to talk."