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Chapters (51)
  1. Dedication
  2. ​Chapter 1
  3. ​Chapter 2
  4. ​Chapter 3
  5. ​Chapter 4
  6. ​Chapter 5
  7. ​Chapter 6
  8. ​Chapter 7
  9. ​Chapter 8
  10. ​Chapter 9
  11. ​Chapter 10
  12. ​Chapter 11
  13. ​Chapter 12
  14. ​Chapter 13
  15. ​Chapter 14
  16. ​Chapter 15
  17. ​Chapter 16
  18. ​Let The Games Begin
  19. ​Chapter 17
  20. ​Chapter 18
  21. ​Chapter 19
  22. ​Chapter 20
  23. ​Chapter 21
  24. ​Chapter 22
  25. ​Chapter 23
  26. ​Chapter 24
  27. ​Chapter 25
  28. ​Chapter 26
  29. ​Chapter 27
  30. ​Chapter 28
  31. ​Chapter 29
  32. ​Chapter 30
  33. ​Chapter 31
  34. ​Chapter 32
  35. ​Chapter 33
  36. ​Chapter 34
  37. ​Chapter 35
  38. ​Chapter 36
  39. ​Chapter 37
  40. ​Chapter 38
  41. ​Chapter 39
  42. ​Chapter 40
  43. ​Chapter 41
  44. ​Chapter 42
  45. ​Chapter 43
  46. ​Chapter 44
  47. ​Chapter 45
  48. ​Chapter 46
  49. ​Chapter 47
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  51. About the Author

“First,” he said, holding up a finger and sitting down in the chair across from me, “I need to tell you that this is big. Huge, even. The Fitzgerald family, the Whitmore family, and others are wanting to steal the spotlight. A group effort has been launched to attack families like mine who don’t pick sides, and my father is awaiting a prison sentence because of it.”

What did I care about his family? There were takedowns on a regular basis in our world and his family wasn’t anything special.

“You’re not in our circles, so what the fuck could you know? You were the one cozying up to her to get in the good graces of the inner circles for your family.” I poured myself a drink, kicking my feet up on the table.

God, it felt good to act in charge. I could get used to it.

He scoffed. “Believe what you will, but I’m out here fucking hiding from everyone. I’m sticking my damn neck out here for the sake of her.”

The Bradford family had been grasping for straws in recent years, unwilling to play by the unwritten rules of the inner circle. The look on his face told me he was serious, but he could have been playing well.

“Hiding? Wonderful. If no one knows you’re here, I can bury you in my garden and no one would be the wiser. I suggest getting to the point of your visit.” I tipped the glass back, drinking up all the whiskey from my glass. Being in front of the man who almost had everything I wanted was testing my patience.

“Fine.” He crossed his arms and glared at me. “Fitzgerald wants Montgomery. As in Fallon Montgomery. Whitmore decided she wanted to meddle to get back at you.”

“Tell me something I don’t already fucking know, Bradford. Tick tock.” Pressing a button on the keypad in my office, I paged for Dave to sit in on my little meeting.

He shifted in his seat, looking at the keypad warily. “Fallon is to be ousted from her company.”

“As I said, I already fucking know.” Standing, I placed my hands on the desk, leaning over to tempt him with my anger issues. Everyone knew I had them, not many were stupid enough to try me. “I am running the Vaughn family, and I know everything about everyone. Tell. Me. Something. I. Don’t. Know.”

He breathed out. “She’s to be contracted to the Fitzgerald company as his wife for her company to be spearheaded by some other person who has the authority to do so.”