Tempting The Mafia Twins (Genesis and Kiefer) novel Chapter 18

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“Let me go,” she whimpered as heat stole her cheeks. “I don’t

want this.”

“I will let you go the minute you stop fighting me. We are going to go out and have dinner with our son before we head to the airport.”

“Airport? No. I can’t go to the airport. Why?”

“Our home is in Boston.”

“I don’t want to go back.”

“We are going back. It is up to you how you choose to get

there.”

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“You can choose awake, or you can choose unconscious but I’m thinking the first time our son sees his home you should want to be awake in case he has questions or concerns.”

“Why are you doing this? Why can’t you let me go? I am begging you. Let me go.”

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He stepped back from her and then nodded, “you really want to go?”

“Yes.”

“Then go.”

“Really?” she looked up at him, hating how the hope flaring in her heart was making her eyes water more than the rage

did. “You’ll let us leave.”

“I will let you leave.”

She felt her bottom lip trembling, “you’ll really allow me to go?”

“Yes. If you honestly believe you cannot live with me, you cannot come back to Boston without incurring some kind of horrific trauma, then I will let you walk back to your car and drive out of my life, forever. If you choose this path, you can never come back.”

“Fine with me.”

“You don’t get to come back, even if you’re crawling through glass on your belly to get to me, am I clear?”

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“Yes.”

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“Then go.”

She was yanking the door to the bathroom open and racing to the table. Waving at Astra she ignored the food being delivered, “let’s go.”

“What?”

“We can go,” she looked back to see Kiefer walking confidently back to the table.

“You’re letting her go,” Tadgh glared at his brother.

“She wants to leave. I’ve let her know if she chooses to leave,

she can never come back.”

“Come on baby, let’s go,” she ignored Kiefer’s comment.

“Oh, not him.” Kiefer interrupted her as he slid past her back into the booth and blocked off Egan. “Egan is my son.

He is the heir to the O’Reilly family and will someday run our businesses. My father is already planning his trip to

Boston to meet with him. As of this morning, he is the richest

six–year–old in North America. He isn’t going anywhere.” He

Waved to the plate which was placed in front of the child,

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“Egan, eat your dinner, son. A growing boy like you needs your protein.” He waved at Genesis. “You can go.”

“Give me my son.” She hissed at him furiously.

“This wasn’t the agreement, Genesis.” Kiefer adjusted Egan’s dish of food in front of him. “I said you were allowed to go. I said nothing about the boy.”

“He is my son.”

“Oh, I think one look at him from even the most sight–impaired person in this restaurant would confirm whose child he is. Nobody is holding you here against your

will, Genesis.”

“You can’t do this.”

“I’m not doing a damn thing. You’re the one making a scene. I’m sitting here with my brother, my best friend, and my son for some BBQ.”

“Kiefer. Let him out. Let us leave. Let my son go.”

“You mean, my son? Mine.” Kiefer didn’t even give her a second glance. “You surely didn’t think when I said you could

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me for the second time. You hid him from me, Genesis. You

hid my son from his father. He deserves to know his family.”

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