Chapter 12

“Your new boyfriend?” Mei quipped as he dumped Adam’s inert body onto the polished marble floors.

“Fuck off,” Ian snarled. Two guards stepped forward to pick up Adam, where he lay.

“Jesus. What? Calm down,” Mei urged, attempting to appear concerned, but her barely suppressed giggles gave her away.

Calm? Good luck with that, Ian thought. He’d had the two hour drive back to the estate to ruminate, and he was nowhere near calm. How in the hell had he stumbled across Rhys’s kid?

Ian had drawn his conclusions about Adam years ago. Hell, he’d even considered seeking him out before deciding against it. Not wanting to know, but the truth had refused to stay hidden. Fate had intervened instead, stepping in and snatching free will out of his hands.