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fatigue catches up with me I let them flow, too tired to be strong anymore.
I just want him, my Leighton, at home with me.

Chapter
Five Leighton
     
    Ant is on his
way, thank God. We need to sort out the lump of shit lying on his office floor
ASAP. I don’t need nor want someone walking in on it.
    I am seated
inside my Bentley, all kinds of emotions searing through me, emotions I really
don’t know how to deal with, or want to deal with. No matter how much I hate
Abigail this precise second, I love her all the same. I love her with such
rawness and passion that my heart literally burns for her. I want to see her so
badly it stings.
    I can still feel
Kalina’s mouth on me, and I feel pissed off that I feel guilty about what has
just happened. I shouldn’t be, but I am. I just wish I’d never looked at that
footage in the first place, I wish it was still some nasty old secret she kept
from me, at least that way I might get through the next hours, days, weeks and
months of my life without this empty, hollow feeling inside of me. I was no
longer a man, just an empty shell, longing and pleading for my soul to return
and for my Abigail still to be the beautiful woman I am in love with.
    I feel so angry with
her for betraying me this way. It is one thing for me to let her fuck my best
friend. With me there to keep an eye on the whole thing, hell even the idea of
watching her with Ant has me hard enough to bang nails, but it is an entirely
different thing to go behind my back and screw the one man I have been hunting
for the last year.
    I am sick and
tired of feeling this way. One minute I want to forgive her, to go home and
hold her and cuddle my beautiful girl, next minute I never want to see her
again, wishing I’d left her where I found her.
    I punch
repeatedly at my steering wheel, trying to grasp some semblance of relief to
the internal struggle I am battling with right now. I need Ant here, and soon.
I had told him where I was, but not what had happened, that will come later. He
doesn’t need to know why I had shot and killed the prick, he would be here all
the same to clear up my mess and make sure no trace is left behind.
    I lay my head on
my clench fists upon the wheel, trying not to let the tears fall. I want to
pretend I’m not affected by her betrayal, that I can carry on and hold the
weight of the world on my shoulders still, but it is too god damn hard to, all
I want to do is drown my sorrows in a bottle of whiskey and cry my fucking eyes
out.
    The car park
glows behind me and I see two headlights coming towards my car through the
rear-view mirror. I take a few shaky breaths to try to get some sense of
control. Within a few seconds of the huge range rover parking next to me, my
door is opened and my best friend is in my view.
    “Mate, what the
hell has happened?” Antonio’s warm voice filters through me, bringing a peace from
within me I know he can always pull to the surface.
    “I already told
you, I killed the cunt, finally.” I shrug my shoulders, not even bothered that
Phillip is out of the picture.
    “I know that,
Leigh, you’ve already told me that. I mean why would you go in without backup,
without me?” Ant is now out of his wheelchair, walking again. His muscular
frame is nearly back to its gargantuan size. I am grateful I have him back to
be honest. Sure, the other guys are there for me, they would do anything for
me, but Ant is my muscle for a reason.
    “My fucked up
life, Ant, that’s what. I’ll explain soon, just help me get rid of him and then
I need a drink or ten.” I climb from my car, slamming the driver’s door behind
me and walking with my best friend through the building once more.
    My adrenaline
drop makes it near impossible for me to enjoy the copper tang in the air, the
smell of that bastard’s departure from this world, but I do enjoy it. Somewhere
deep inside of my head, I acknowledge this is a victory; this right here is
what I have been waiting for.
    I now have