A Father’s Regret Part I
January waited for Gulliver’s answer.
“January, I would hate it if you fell in love with someone else and wanted to build a life with them. It would destroy me inside but and I say this with all the reluctance in the world because I don’t want you to take it as me saying I am okay with it because I would not be, any man that you decide is worthy to be your partner and will be part of Kaylee’s life, is safe under my protection. Just know that I won’t be letting you bring someone into the family who is a risk. I will vet the people you date the same way I now vet anyone Thisbe dates.” He took a deep breath, “but, and I mean this exactly how it sounds, if someone does anything which causes harm to you or our daughter, they die. Full stop. It will make what I did to Thisbe’s rapist look like a child did it instead of a man very experienced in his craft.”
Terrance cleared his throat, “Davis said your nickname is Prince of Pain and you’re wanted for at least twenty hits all over the
world.”
Gulliver gave a tilt of his head and a shrug which spoke to carelessness, “Prince of Pain is a nickname one of my grandfather’s buddies gave to me when I was kid. Believe it or not, it’s not because I inflict pain but rather how much I can take.”
What do you mean?” January looked at him curiously. 12:55
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his friends arrived to bring me home, they overheard me egging my captors on and telling one of the men that my sister punched harder.”
“They hurt you?” January hated how her stomach flopped over at the notion he’d been in danger.
“It is not the first time and won’t be the last I’ve been in a fight, January. I can take it.”
“If you, as the prince get taken, then how can you keep us safe?” she countered worriedly.
“January, each and every single time I have been taken, have been hurt or have been involved in an altercation, I have skirted security protocol or avoided it outright.”
“Why?”
“Usually, it’s my arrogance or my pride. The time I was captured as a teen I was boldly showing off to a girl who happened to be affiliated with my grandfather’s enemies. I was a cocky prick thinking I was going to woo her with being the bad boy from the other side of the tracks. Another time, I was stabbed in the shoulder after Glenn specifically ordered me to stand down and I got in a man’s face, and he pulled a knife and got me, I will say, what he did to me, I did to him a hundred–fold.”
yely,” January rolled her eyes.
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presume you’re not going to, so I have additional protocols in place already, you’re safe. There will be none of my cockiness in thinking I have something handled when it comes to you and your family. There will be none of my ego or hubris in dealing with your safety.”
“You’re sure?”
“A hundred percent.” He reached across the table and took her folded hands in his. “I know you don’t trust me. I understand why you don’t. I lied to you. I hurt you. I caused you heartache which I cannot begin to comprehend. I am sorry, January. Incredibly sorry. Yesterday I was more focused on the way my feelings were hurt because you didn’t leap into my arms at the sight of me than listening to the words you were saying. When you gave me shit before you went to bed last night, it hit me right here,” he tapped his chest with two fingers, “that I was looking at this with my ego and not from the place of your hurt.”
“You put her through hell,” Analia accused with a cold tone to her voice.
“I put all of you through hell, though admittedly January suffered most.” He exhaled sharply, “I am sorry to all of you, all four of you, for my betrayal, my lies, my arrogance at thinking I was right. My lies and my actions caused you all deep hurt and I am apologetic. The thing I regret most is that my actions, my behavior cost me to lose seven years with my daughter.” BeДooked at January, “last night you said to me how u dong55
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