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Forty-Nine

Reign

“We need to go,” I whisper to Killian.

His arms around me as we lay in the bed. He just got done fucking me from behind.

He’s relentless. Killian and I fucked two times before I told him I couldn’t take it and we needed to go.

I kept my dress on because I noticed my stomach looking different in the mirror while changing. Luckily this dress isn’t tight enough to show my stomach outline.

I still haven’t taken a test, but I don’t need to.

I don’t feel like throwing up that much anymore which is good.

Now I just need to get the courage to go to the doctor.

“I wish we could stay here,” Killian says, while looking at our hands interlocked.

I look up at Killian who looks almost worried.

I wonder how much stress Ace is putting on him.

Killian and I eventually get up from the bed.

“I have to go back to my room to fix my makeup and hair.”

“That gentlemanly act didn’t last long,” Killian says, running his fingers through my hair and fixing some out of place strands. “I did warn you, didn't I?” Killian raises an eyebrow at me.

I smile and swat his chest.

Killian presses a kiss to my lips and stars explode behind my lids like always.

“I’ll see you out there,” I mumble against his lips.

He grips my waist in his hands and removes his lips from mine before pressing them to my forehead. “I love you.”

“I love you.”

We let go of each other and I leave Killian’s room.

He and I talked about how tonight will go down.

We won’t hide our love from our dads or other group members.

Killian said that his dad needs him to marry so he’s thinking that Papa and Ace will form an alliance and we could get married.

I have hope.

I’m trying my best to be positive.

Because if I start thinking about the other possibilities, then I’ll start stressing out and worrying.

Like for one, I still need to tell Killian my suspicions or that I’m even going to go to a doctor. I’ve been prolonging the doctor because I don’t want it to be true.

Not yet at least.

Not with everything going on and possible war between Killian’s family and mine.

Like does Killian even want children?

We never talked much about it, but it’s always been a question I wanted to ask him.

But I know it’s also a loaded question.

I turn a corner and immediately feel a large hand cover my mouth with a cloth. Panic spreads down my body and I freeze.

“I wish I didn’t have to do this. But Killian can’t afford this.” I hear a harsh whisper in my ear before my eyes close and my body goes limp.

My head feels heavy as I slowly regain consciousness. I open my eyes and squint while I look around the room.

A tall figure stands in front of me, his green eyes, so familiar, staring down at me.

I widen my eyes and look closely at the person before I feel a rush of anxiety go through my body.

“Ace De Luca,” I whisper as I try to move my hands that are tied behind my back.

Ace walks closer to me. “Reign Pierce. Wish we could have met under different circomestances.”

Ace leans down so his face is in front of me. His eyes are the same as Killian’s, void and dark. But Ace’s don’t have any light. It’s like there is nothing behind his eyes. Like he cares for nothing. And that’s scary to know.

How can Ace do all this and not feel an ounce of guilt or regret?

I can’t imagine what Aria would think about all this.

I just wish that I could meet both of them in a different light.

Over dinner with Aria healthy and not dying of cancer.

But Killian and I don’t have a normal love story.

We never will.

“Why am I here?” I ask.

“I just want to talk.” He stands to his full height.

“Then why am I tied up if you just want to talk?”

Ace shrugs his shoulders. “In case you get any ideas.”

“You’re a capo while I’m just a mafia princess. I can’t do anything to you,” I try to explain but Ace doesn’t care.

“Do you really love my son?” Ace asks, ignoring my statement.

With all my heart.

Ace doesn’t know that I would literally give Killian anything he asks for.

“Yes,” I say, no hesitation.

Ace nods his head slowly and licks the inside of cheek. “He was sent to kill your dad and we will get it done. I don’t care if I have to be the one to do it.”

“I want you and him to talk it out. I don’t want a war. I never wanted one,” I try to explain but it doesn’t seem to matter to Ace.

“This war began long before you and Killian were born, Reign. It’s your dad who won’t let it go. If he backs down and stops having this vendetta, things would go way smoother.”

I furrow my eyebrows at him. “You killed his brother. My Papa isn’t a vengeful person. Have you ever even apologized?”

Ace laughs and shakes his head. “Would your dad really accept an apology?”

I shrug my shoulders. “Maybe.”

Ace licks his lips, just like Killian does, before shaking his head again. “My son can’t be relying on you, Reign. You are simply a temporary matter for him.”

“Why do you say that?” I ask, confused.

“Because something isn’t right with my son. He-” Ace gets cut off by the sound of a door opening. I look at the person who walked in and it’s Papa aiming a gun at Ace. “Malcom,” Ace says in a bored tone.

“Ace,” Papa sneers while glaring at Ace. “I should kill you right now, with no hesitation,” Papa says, making my heart speed up.

“Papa, no,” I beg, making Papa look at me. “You can’t kill him, please.”

“Why? Because you’re in love with Killian De Luca?” Papa raises an eyebrow at me. “Reign, no. He can’t keep controlling you like this.”

“I love him, Papa. Please,” I beg, trying to convince him not to shoot Ace.

He can’t.

Killian has to have a parent figure.

He’s losing his mom.

He can’t lose his dad too.

Papa looks conflicted. His hold on the gun loosens but he still aims it at Ace.

Papa is a good, sympathetic man. He isn’t vengeful or full of darkness like Ace but that’s because both of them were raised differently.

“You shouldn’t have hesitated,” Ace says before pulling out his gun and aiming it at Papa.

Shit.