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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.

“When I called you today, Sarah, I could tell something was wrong. You sounded hurt, confused, like you had been crying.” He walks in circles around me as he speaks.

“I was confused at first, but Malachi raised a very interesting point. As a result, we pulled every resource we could to make sure we could deal with Aaron Connor.”

I shuddered when his hand grazed my left shoulder and he leaned into my neck.

“We will never go to war blindly, kitten. You should have more faith in us.”

Call me crazy, but something about this situation makes me wet in my pants. Seeing them rally around to protect me…no one has done it in quite a while. It feels so fucking hot.

“We were able to find out his hobbies.”

Jaxon chuckles, and Malachi shakes his head.

“Do you know what it took us to have him fuck another woman in your living room?”

I shake my head, awed by how involved I am in Ronan’s storytelling. I’m supposed to be pissed. I want to be pissed. But they’ve gone to these lengths, and all because of me. How could I possibly stay mad at that?

“Absolutely nothing. We had her plant cameras all over the living room, so we have a very solid sex tape to use against him if he decides to be…you know, funny.” Ronan stands beside me, and Malachi steps forward.

“We also discovered that he has a child with a certain Debbi Rose.”

Molten rage courses through my veins at the mention of that name. She was the last straw that broke the camel’s back. She had given Aaron everything he ever wanted, everything I couldn’t.

“And we also discovered this baby is his one shot at having a child. Due to his condition which I’m sure you’re very aware of…”

I tilt my neck to the side, brows furrowed in confusion.

“Wait. What condition?”

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