I lost.
“Make a trade. Me for her,” I say with too much desperation.
Felix thinks for a moment. “Why would I want you? When I have so many more uses for Kai…”
I tighten my grip. “If you want to live, you’ll make the trade.”
He smirks.
“What are your terms?” he asks.
“You get me. And you release her. You don’t touch her. You don’t hurt her. You provide her protection. You ensure she lives a long and happy life wherever she wants. You don’t let her die.”
“Deal.”
I release Felix.
It may not make sense to most, but I know he’s a man of his word. This is what he’s wanted all along—me.
He can pretend he wants Kai, like Milo did. But she isn’t his target. I am.
Felix has hated me since I killed his brother.
Felix had a heart before me, and I obliterated it when I killed Pietro.
Kai just pushed Felix over the edge when she killed Milo.
Felix pulls his gun out and aims it at me.
I don’t move.
He could easily kill me.
But that’s not what he wants.
He plans on torturing me.
He doesn’t realize the only thing that could truly torture me is Kai. He can do whatever he wants with my body.
“Get in the car,” he says, pointing to a Range Rover.
I climb into the back seat. Felix climbs into the seat next to me, while his men get in the front.
We start driving.
And I pray Kai is okay. That she will forgive me for trading my life for her’s and our son’s. But she had to know this was always how our story ends. And if I am going to die, I always wanted it to be for her.
I glance in the rearview mirror as we start driving away from my house engulfed in flames—burning slowly to the ground. I don’t know how many of my men survived. Did Langston? Liesel? Clifton? Any of them?
It doesn’t matter now. I can’t protect them, not anymore. All I could save was Kai.
Another explosion erupts, and my house is burning.
The beautiful beach—gone.
It’s all gone.
We drive for an hour, maybe two. Time no longer matters.