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My heart stopped, there was no beat, no movement, just silence.

“You're lying.” I said the words before I had time to really challenge him. The guy that took me there said if I listened they wouldn't shoot him. That they would just walk away and leave him on the floor.

And you believed him?!

How fucking stupid are you?!

“I'm not.” Taking a step back, he stalked across the room and sat down on the couch. The leather squeaked as he lifted his leg to rest it on his knee and leaned back, letting his hands settle by his sides. “I wouldn't lie about something that makes me so happy. I've wanted him for a long time, and now I got him.”

Tears filled my eyes, turning the surface to glass. I could feel the water as it balanced on the edge of my lids, ready to drop if I made any sudden move.

“Awe, are you going to cry?” he asked with a sick smile on his face. “Go on, you can cry, I won't stop you.”

“What did they do to him?” It was a question I wasn't sure I wanted an answer to. I wanted to know what had happened, but the truth could break me apart.

Had they shot him, had they ended his life quick and painlessly?

Or did he suffer?

I didn't want to think about it, but it gnawed at my insides, making me feel ill. We didn't drive off right away after they put me in the trunk, and that small frame of time, those few minutes where the world was quiet and I was all alone, that would have been enough to silence Porter forever.

“Porter got what he had coming to him, that's all that matters.”

My entire life flashed before my eyes. It had been one horrible thing after another. The only good that had come from any of this was meeting Porter.

I didn't care if he was considered a bad guy. I didn't give a shit if he had a past that was riddled with death and destruction.

Because I had fallen in love with a different man. I had fallen for the man who tended to my wounds, who swept me off my feet and made me feel whole.

He had stolen my heart and made it his.

Even if he was gone, my heart would belong to him.

There was nothing this man could ever do or say to change that.

Chapter Sixteen