GUT FEELING

I made it to the car and then met the security guard. After ten minutes of questioning the guard and giving him money for information, I realized that Armand was not just here for some casual visit. He is here because he was with Eli.

The realization hit me harder than I expected, a knot tightening in my chest. It all started making sense—the late-night visits, the way Eli had been acting up of late.

Flashbacks of the way Eli brushed off the proposal to marry Senator Liam's daughter, Autumn—it was not just about not wanting to be tied down or wanting to focus on his career as he claimed, he had not refused the proposal because he did not want Autumn. He refused it because of Armand James.

Those two fucking bastards were together. My illegitimate son and the man I hated the most. And has that thought? It is like a punch to the gut.