Breaking the Code: A Dark Secret Society MM Romance (Sins of the Father Book 1) by Sara Hurst

Author:Sara Hurst [Hurst, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-14T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

TAVISH

As everyone filters out of the ceremony, going their own ways, my eyes stay glued to Draven. I wait and watch. As does he.

When the room is empty, Draven says, “I have questions.”

I nod, turn, and walk out of the room. This room is not secure enough for me to speak with him.

“Crivvens,” he says harshly.

I stop, gasping at the word. I turn to him, the sound of the word echoing through my mind.

“What’s that mean?”

“I thought ye were a Scot?”

I sigh, then explain, “Follow me.”

He scoffs under his breath, but follows along behind me. When we get to my rooms, I close and lock the door.

“For someone who seems to have a position within the Society, why’re you in the basement?” he asks.

I look around my rooms. I like it down here. I feel safe here. I control who gets down here and no one else.

“I chose these rooms. I like it down here. Plus, the Order believes I’m dead and I like that, too,” I tell him.

I walk over to my stash of snacks. The last few days have been stressful, and snacking is how I cope. I pull out an energy drink, my favorite chips, and the sour gummy candies I love so much, and sit down at my desk. Draven leans against the wall behind me, so I swivel around.

I open the chips and candy, sticking my face into the bags. The smells fill my nose—the sour sweetness and salty potato are like a dose of calm. The chips are the super thick, extra crisp kind. They don’t have any weird flavors—just plain. I love them. I order them by the case, but when things are tough like they have been, I’m thankful that I have other ways of getting them.

Popping a chip into my mouth, I savor the thick, salty goodness as I set the candy to the side.

“I am Scottish, but the Order of the Death, or rather, Owen Black, forced my father and me to move to the States when I was six. We’d barely laid my mother in the ground before we were forced on a plane. They didn’t want me, but I was good leverage to keep my father in line. At least in the beginning.”

“So that’s why ye and yer da came to be here. Why you’ve lost the brogue and your heritage?”

I shove more chips in my mouth, sucking the salt from them as I contemplate how much to trust him. When the salt is gone, I chew and swallow them so I can answer him.

“Yes, I lost the brogue and the language, but what I’m going to tell you, no one here knows, so I’m trusting you to not betray me,” I caution.

His face is stoic and stoney. But even that impenetrable facade can’t distract from how gorgeous the man is. His face is chiseled and hard, but when it crumbles…that’s when you realize just how beautiful he really can be. I remember seeing some photos of him as a teenager.

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