Page 89 of Smut Lovers

Chapter Five

W e arrive back at the estate, and the men’s dad greets us at the door.

“I am so sorry for my wife and your mom’s behavior, Lena.

I had no idea she was even still in contact with Antonio.

I contacted his family, and they are unsurprisingly thankful to be rid of him and his cousin Al.

They had no idea either and were under the impression he was here for business. ” He pauses, taking my hand.

“Lena, she is your mother, and there is no love lost between her and me, as this was an arranged marriage, so I will allow you to decide her fate. She is locked in the sitting room, with guards at every access point, and is awaiting your arrival. I will begin the preparations for you to take over leadership. Torin, make sure you get that looked at before the night is over,” he says, releasing my hand and clapping his sons on their shoulders before leaving the room.

“Are you ready?” Torin asks, his eyes filled with sympathy that isn’t needed.

My mother and I have never been close and it doesn’t surprise me that she pulled this shit.

I nod, walking into the sitting room, the guards moving to allow us in.

My gun is tucked safely in the back of my pants, providing a calm reassurance that lends me confidence.

The go bag from our mission is still on Torin’s back in case I decide I want to use the knife or gun.

“Hello, mother,” I say, approaching her as she sits stoically on the couch like it’s any other day. Torin sets the bag on the floor, then steps back to be a quiet supporter, allowing me the freedom to face this in any way I need to.

“Let me guess, you’re here to dish out some half-assed punishment? Well, save it because we both know you won’t do shit. I had every right to sell you, I fucking created you.”

I blanche at her casual mention of selling me like I’m some craft project she made in high school. I swear if I ever become a mother, I will be a thousand times the woman she is.

“What exactly do you think is going to happen here, Sicily?” I ask, using her real name for the first time in my life and enjoying the brief agitation flashing in her eyes.

“The same thing that always happens with you. I’ll say I’m sorry even though I don’t mean it, and you’ll cave. I was doing what needed to fucking be done. Selling you to a stranger is better than you fucking your stepbrothers for the rest of your life,” she spits, fury burning in her eyes.

“Well, you won’t have to worry about it because you won’t be around to watch it happen,” I say, grabbing some rope from the go bag.

As I approach her, she lunges at me, a hidden knife gleaming in her hand.

Thankfully the dumb cunt has always sucked at hand-hand-combat and I quickly swipe it away.

I pull my gun from my back, aiming it square at her chest.

“See, mother. I was going to let you live and just lock you away like the piece of shit you are but everyone tonight seems content on fucking with my plans. You don’t have a place here anymore.

Not in my life, not as the head of my empire, and not on Earth.

Consider this your eulogy because you won’t be getting a funeral.

” The finality in my voice causes her eyes to widen in panic as I shoot the silenced gun, the bullet landing in the center of her chest, taking her life and my mother with it.

I thought I’d be sad at this moment. At the loss of my mother, but instead, I’m filled with relief.

No more trying to sell me or cutting me down because of her insecurities.

I turn to look at my men, our future now free to be ours, and realize one thing.

I no longer have to marry them, but I want to.

I’m going to spend the rest of my life with them, and while I don’t know what our future holds, I know that whatever happens will be our choice and ours alone.