Royally Chosen Christmas (Royal Sons MC #7) - Elle Boon Page 0,14

torture and make damn sure you live long enough you’ll wish you’d never been born.” The last was growled right next to Gary’s ear.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Gary asked, taking a step backward.

Oh, he’d give the old son-of-a-bitch credit in the acting department. His outrage and shock appeared genuine, but so had the years of pretending to be something he wasn’t. A loving father. When in reality, he was a pedophile who took advantage of his position. Sure, Angela could’ve made the shit up, but the pictures she’d sent were proof that Gary had been with her, in the biblical sense when she’d been a child in his home, and even more recently. The child she’d carried hadn’t been some random guy, but Gary’s.

As he stared at the man his mother had married, his father’s business partner and former best friend, he wanted to kill him with his bare hands. This was a man he’d known his entire life, a man he’d have sworn was honest and upstanding. A man he’d have trusted with his family.

“Scott, you need to explain what the hell is wrong with you. I understand you and Angela were close, but she was my child.” Gary’s eyes watered.

If he didn’t know any better, Scott would’ve relented, maybe even apologized. However, his eyes were wide open. Little things began to fall into place now that Angela’s letter had filled in the blanks. He hated that her death had to be a catalyst, but he would make damn sure Talena didn’t fall prey to the same fate her sister had. She wouldn’t be a victim.

“What’s wrong is I also got a letter from Angela. Yes, Angela and I were close. Clearly, you and she were as well,” he said, watching Gary to see how he reacted to his words. The slight narrowing of his stepfather’s eyes was quickly masked when he looked away.

“Of course, we were close,” Gary sputtered, moving backward, his hands going to the lapels of his jacket and jerking it down.

He was done tiptoeing around the truth and allowing monsters to destroy innocents. “A father, even one who wasn’t biologically related, doesn’t fuck their daughter. You took advantage of your position. Hell, let’s call it like it is, shall we? You molested Angela when she was a child under you and your wife’s roof. That was the reason your first wife divorced you. You raped your child for years and then when she was older, you continued it and called it an affair.”

At first, Scott thought the other man was going to try to lie his way out of what he was saying, but then he should’ve known better. Gary was a snake who had no morals, no shame.

“You have no proof other than the ramblings of a sick girl who took her own life, rather than face the fact she was an unwed mother-to-be. Now, if you’re done making wild accusations, I’m going inside to be with my wife and daughter. If you want to be welcome in my home, I suggest you not make these accusations again, especially in front of your mother and Talena.” Dark eyes flashed a warning, as if he could back his words with some sort of retaliation.

Again, Scott stepped forward, halting Gary’s smooth exit. It took restraint to keep him from hitting the man who’d been a part of his life since he’d been a young boy. While he stared down into his stepfather’s face he let Gary see his resolve. “Let’s get a few things straight, Gary. One, that’s my house, not yours. It belonged to my father and is part of my estate. Which I will come to inherit when I turn twenty-five. That’s in two years, Gare.” He used the hated nickname the other man had raged about a colleague using once before. If there was one thing he’d learned, it was how to fight in any battle. Words could wound just as deeply. “Second, you and I both know that Angela was telling the truth about your fucked-up relationship. Mind you, since there was no shared blood, society wouldn’t have looked down on either of you, now, except for the fact you’re cheating on your wife. And for your information, it wasn’t just a letter she sent to me. Did you know she’d been taking pictures of you and her and had been, for years? Hell, maybe there are videos as well. Thankfully, she didn’t send me those, but she did include some