You Are Mine Little Sister (by Syra Tucker) novel Chapter 138

RALI

"Don't dare ask me to calm down. Let me go!" I twisted, shoved with all I had, but it was like shoving against a wall that enjoyed my struggle.

He lifted my arms above my head, his fingers threading through mine, pinning my hands flat against the wall. My arms went useless, caged by him.

I groaned, kicked at his shins, thrashed harder. Nothing worked.

"I didn't mean to kill them, Rali." The words left him with a raw edge, carrying a bite of pain I'd never imagined in a man like him.

It stole the scream from my throat. My chest heaved, my rage cracked under the sudden weight of his voice.

His eyes weren't just cold grey in the dimness; they were fractured glass, reflecting a sorrow I'd never believed possible in the monster standing over me.

"I've never been the good guy, Rali. You figured that out when we were kids. I wasn't saint enough to turn down the offer when it came. I needed the money, and I did what I had to do to get it."

The fury surged back, shredding through the pause. "And killing a harmless couple was your best choice, huh!?"

I shoved against him, but he didn't let go and just pressed closer.

"If I'd had the slightest idea they were your family, I'd have slaughtered the woman for daring to even think of hurting them."

The wound inside me tore wider, bleeding through every word. I cursed, shoved, but his grip never slackened.

"I'm fucking sorry, Rali," the words gritted out, his voice cracking with something close to ruin.

Something in me stilled. My heart, my breath, my rage—they all faltered. It was the first time I had ever heard the monster apologize.

"I didn't fucking know. I'd take my own life rather than ever hurt you like this. I'm sorry."

Even on his tongue, the word sounded foreign, like it didn't belong to a man like him.

I held his stare for a long time, my chest racing—up, down, up—like it was running laps inside my ribs.

"You didn't mean to kill them," I sniffed. "But you did. And in all of this, you know what I've realized? It isn't something you haven't done before. This pain you've given me, it's the same one you've handed a thousand people. You're only sorry about this because it's tied to me."

My voice wobbled as tears slid hot down my cheeks. "I hate you, Void. And for the first time, I truly truly wish I never met you. It'd have been easier knowing my parents' murderer was out there, rather than knowing it was the very man I'd been fucking."

His grip slackened on my wrists. He still had me against the wall, but I knew I could pull free if I wanted.

"This is the end for us." Another shaky sniff. "And for the first time, I sincerely hope you'll respect my wishes and let me be. Just...go. Get out of my house, out of my life, and never put your monstrous face in front of me, ever again."

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