The Deliverance of Dilan (The Syndicate #4) Read Online Free Page B

I know it’s short, showcasing those legs.
    Her eyes dart back and forth between me and the skunk-smelling bitch. I restrict the urge to go to her. Instead, I pull my glasses off. My stare changes from lust to disgust. Her gorgeous head snaps back. A line of confusion draws across her forehead. She needs to stay away from me. I do the one thing I hate to do. I sketch a mental picture of her in all her beauty. I need to try and forget about her, for now. I’m not good for her, not when I have a vendetta to end. Lives to take. I watch sadness overlap her hurt when I place my arms around Jazmin’s stomach, tugging her gently against me.
    Fuck. When Jazmin tilts her head back to look at me, her overly heavy made-up face is enough to make me want to vomit. As much as it kills me, I divert my gaze away from Anna. Fake a small smile and wink at Jazmin. She giggles lightly. That puke wants to unquestionably come up now. This bitch is sour. There isn’t a damn thing sweet about her. Christ, I feel sick.
    I am instantly aware that someone else is glaring at me. Logic has me shifting to the front of the church, where both Aidan and Cain move from watching the wedding party come down the aisle to finding me, while Roan watches his soon-to-be wife approach him. Anger is pouring out of them at the recognition of who I have with me. Questions demanding to be answered sear into my brain from them. I stare back, telling them not here, not tonight. Not ever. I will not allow any of them to be hurt or killed.
    I glance at Anna one more time before the ceremony starts. Her back is to me now, her hands gripping the pew in front of her tightly. My heart drops to the damn floor when I see her lift a hand to swipe away a tear. Fuck, darling Anna, if you only knew how much I wish it were you standing next to me right now.
    We take our seats the minute Alina reaches Roan. I feel a slight tug at my heart, knowing he’s happy and found true love.
    After that, I have no clue what is said during the ceremony. I am fixed to the back of the head of the woman I crave Not once does she turn back to look at me. Her spine is straight the entire time. Focused on the now happily married couple.
    Jazmin and I leave, along with my mom and dad. We trek the short distance to the reception, Jazmin walking alongside my mom, who is doing a damn good job pretending she’s paying attention to whatever the hell she’s saying.
    It’s my dad, whose angry vibes hold my interest. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing bringing that bitch here? Whatever the hell you have planned, you need to end this now. Dumbest thing you’ve ever done in your life, Dilan.” He grabs me by the elbow to slow us down some.
    “I’m going to destroy them, dad. Every single one of them. Uncle Salvatore knows. You keep out of it.” I speak quietly as we continue to walk. “Keep out of it? What part of you’re my son and I love you did you miss your entire life? I sure as hell will not keep out of it. Christ. This is your cousin’s wedding and you bring the enemy here. That woman is viscous. You’ve lost your damn mind if she doesn’t suspect you have something brewing. God, boy, you spent a few years in prison because of her family and Royal setting your ass up. Let that shit go.”
    He has no clue how badly I want to let it go. Fuck that shit. I will not let it go until they pay with their lives for putting me in that hellhole. For making me live in a cage for a couple of years. Locked away from my life.
    “Roan will understand. And as far as that bitch goes, I know damn well she has an agenda of her own. She’s made it perfectly clear for years she’s wanted me. She’s on the other side of fucking crazy. The sight of her makes me sick. She thinks I’m giving in to her.” My skin actually starts to crawl. I may even be shivering, and it sure as hell isn’t from the cold outside. Dad scoffs at my remark. “Of course he will, Dilan. He’s also not stupid. He’s going