The Bandit (The Stolen Duet 1)

Not long after, I heard shouting and then the door was ripped open. A struggling Aaron was thrown inside the room and landed on his stomach. Lucas and Z entered and closed the door behind them while the senator stood from his chair and slammed his fists on the desk.

“What is this?” he shouted.

I saw Mian tense in my peripheral, so I used my body to shield her from the senator’s anger. Aaron was righting his clothes and had yet to see her, but I knew the moment Mian recognized him. She gasped and something inside my chest shifted when she moved closer to me. I wasn’t naive enough to believe she trusted me to protect her. I was just the lesser of two evils… inherbook.

Aaron finally noticed me standing in the corner but then his attention shifted behind me, and he leaned over to try to get a better look. “Is that…” The room fell silent as we waited for the other shoe to fall. “Mian?”

“This is preposterous,” the senator blubbered. “Why is that lying harlot in my home?”

Mian made another sound, but this one was filled with pain. My finger moved back to the trigger, though my gun remained at my side. Lucas and Z were staring down the senatorlooking only seconds away from ending him.

“Senator,” I called to get his attention. He was busy trying to glare a hole through me to reach the innocent girl who’d asked for none of this. “I would say the same rule applies to her, but I don’t want to taint her name by letting you speak it. You don’t talk to her, and you for damn sure won’t talkather.”

“What makes you think you can come intomyhouse and give orders?”

“The bullet I can put into your son’s skull before your security team can even have a chance to pull their head from their asses. Shall we continue?”

Wisely, he reclaimed his seat, so I reached behind me and pulled Mian to my front. She fought me, but like always, I won. Her gaze was fixed on Aaron as I brought her back against my chest to share my strength. He was already leering at her, and I seriously wanted to pull my blade and carve his eyes out.

“Why did you bring her here,” the senator asked more cordially.

Because I need to scare her from leaving me.“So your son can tell her in person why he shunned his responsibilities.” The truth was I had no interest in why he was a prick, and I doubt Mian would ever have the courage to confront him if her trembling was anything to go by. It made me wonder what happened between them. I expected anger, not fear.

“She spread her legs and got herself in trouble, so she screams rape and my son is just supposed to pay?” As soon as the last word left the senator’s lips, his son spat blood onto the carpet and regarded Mian with disgust. It wasn’t just the way he was looking at her that made me want to rip his heart out and make his father eat it, butwhathis father had said.

I must have done something because all eyes were suddenly on me, but I only had eyes for one person. One look in his eyes told me the truth.

That motherfucker raped her.

I didn’t think after that.

I just reacted.

I lifted my gun and aimed it between his eyes. My finger squeezed the trigger without hesitation or remorse. He should have been dead, but my aim was compromised when my hand had been knocked away at the last moment. The bullet killed the wall and not the bitch I was aiming for. Enraged, I turned on the fucker who dared and stared into frightened green eyes while the senator’s men tried to break the door down.

My fury only heightened when I found the culprit was Mian. Was she actually protecting that cunt?

I sent her my most menacing expression, but she didn’t flinch. In fact,there was no emotion in her eyes to be found. Anger turned into worry, and suddenly, we were the only two people in the room. After a few tense moments, she finally spoke, but it wasn’t the words I wanted to hear.

“You can’t kill him.”

“And why is that?” Did she love him?

I’ll kill them both and bury them in the same hole where they could be together.

Forever.

“Because he’s the son of a senator.”

I was not moved.

“I can always kill the good senator, too.” Both of those bitches gasped like women making my trigger finger itch to put them out of their misery for good. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t.”

She started to speak but immediately snapped her mouth close.

Like I thought.

“You have something you want to say to me?”

She gripped my shirt under her fingers, and finally, there was life staring back at me. “I don’t want anything from him. Not even his blood.”