Seed of Sin (The House of Creed Book 2) by D.M. Burns

Author:D.M. Burns [Burns, D.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-11T05:00:00+00:00

chapter 16

brogan

I’ve been silently staring at her from my couch position for well over an hour. Of course, my ass knows better than to show face right now. After my sweet southern butterfly called me a mind-reading asshole, I figured disappearing social distancing was a smart move for me to make. If nothing else, I feel the need to protect my ball sack that she was having secret thoughts of kicking. Her contemplative reflections were justified, yes. But if I can avoid that painful run-in with her heels then I’m damn well going to take the necessary precautions.

Brealyn is balled up on her side in her bed watching reruns of Snapped. Which wouldn’t be all that bad if she didn’t chuckle sinisterly every time the female killer gutted a new victim. Plus, every unlucky fuck caught up in the bloodbath is of the male variety. It would seem that my kindhearted butterfly has morphed into a demonic dragonfly with a death to Brogan mentality of the worse kind.

That failed attempt at taking my girl shopping was an epic bust. I knew sooner or later that I’d need to come clean about that Crossover deal, but I had no idea that it’d be today. And I damn sure didn’t want Brea to find out about my asshole ways like that.

The way Brea’s face transformed when Grandma Sims laid into me, dug underneath the Wallstreet God’s protectant armor. That shit scored deep. I saw the confusion, denial, acceptance, and hurt as it all unfolded on her face. Normally, I don’t give a shit about others or their pointless opinions for my boardroom decisions but it’s Brea. I even found myself caring for the opinion of Mrs. Sims too.

I’ll chalk that up to the emotional ties and stock that Mrs. Sims owns in the heart of the woman I love. Here lately, I’m coming to find that if Brea deeply cares for something then I do as well. And that entire sidewalk episode cut your boy up.

That family I trampled over to gut that business for a profit were good caring people. They weren’t corrupt. Nah, that was all me, the Wallstreet Demon. The Crossover deal is the only one in my entire career that I ever truly felt a certain type of way about. That feeling mainly consisting of regret.

Bottom line, I regret stealing that company out from under that family. I regret pushing that caring elderly couple into selling. I regret Mrs. Sims having that opinion about me. I regret that she felt it necessary to warn Brealyn away from me. And worst of all, I regret not approaching this butterfly years ago and stealing her for myself instead of the company itself.

“I can feel you. I know you're here with me.” She whispers as she turns over and looks right at me like I’m not transparent.

“Always…” I fade into view. “Are you mad at me?”

“Did you know I worked there?” She ignores my question and asks one of her own. I nod my head yes.

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