Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos
174. Rueben - Jason Deymar I

I should have known that bringing the Diseased Cunt onto the farm would be a bad idea. What the fuck did I think when I let Jasper convince me to bring her here? Then there was my demon, who wanted to wait. And fuck her. Like that would ever happen. I might be crazy but not that crazy.

I should have never listened and just went ahead and killed her that night. Then Jason and his asshole friends wouldn't have come here and put a bomb in my fucking home, almost killing two of my blood-brothers.

Fuck her and use her to take down her old man.

I snort.

Senator Deymar won't give a fucking shit about his daughter. Most Dukes don't. They only see women as liabilities. Properties and objects they can do whatever they want with.

The blizzard is hitting full force and I spend most of the night in the barn, not wanting the animals to get scared by some strange noise. Especially Juniper, who likes to run away at any given moment and I don't feel like dragging my ass out in the cold and looking for her. I really don't understand why Mose brought the goat home if he barely takes care of her. If not for Jasper and Tyson, we would probably not have animals on the farm since they are the ones to do most of the work around here.

Close to morning, when Diva is getting restless, I take her on a walk. Besides, I am stiff from sitting on hay bales. The wind is blowing strongly making it hard to see anything, especially since everything is covered in snow.

Diva and I check the area around the houses, wanting to be sure there are no more surprises and when I find nothing, I check other parts of the property. Except for the snowstorm, the farm is quiet. I even debate going to see how Roy is doing, but fuck him. He almost killed Jasper and Mose...and her.

As much as I hate the Diseased Cunt, there had been a time when I...cared for her. But she had to fucking kill my sister and I will never forgive her for that. I will destroy her just like she destroyed my life. When I am done with her, she will thank me for putting her out of her misery.

Close to the pasture, Diva starts barking before running away.

"Diva!" I yell as I rush after her.

After I lost my parents, I was so fucking depressed I was contemplating taking my own life. That was until Tyson and Ansel brought Diva home. She was a pup, only skin and bones and covered in fleas. She needed me and I needed her. If something ever happens to her, I don't know what I will do.

It doesn't take long to find Diva. And Jason. He has his gun pointed at Diva, who is on the verge of attacking him, loud growls rising from her.

I take out a cigar and light it. "Shoot my dog, Deymar, and I swear to God I will eat your liver for breakfast and send your head to your father as a gift."

"Call it back and I will lower my weapon."

I take a drag from my cigar. "Tell you what. You either lower your weapon or else I will let Diva rip off your balls."

After a moment of hesitation, Jason puts away his gun. "Look, I am not here to cause any trouble."

"Really? Because shooting me in the neck or putting a bomb in my house sounds like trouble to me." To Diva, I say, "Sit." She obeys me immediately.

Jason shrugs. "I was only trying to get my sister back. Besides, from the looks of it, I missed my target. Else, you wouldn't be standing here. And no one died in the explosion."

After almost killing me, he is trying to play the good guy. The wound on my neck is itching, but I resist the urge to touch it. The most important rule as a mercenary is to never show weakness in front of the enemy, as they will use it against you.

I smoke some more. "Your sister belongs to me now. Malaky sold her to us."

"People can't be bought," Jason scoffs. "It's illegal."

He is the one to talk about morality?

"So is killing or pimping your sister," I point out.

Jason grins and I want to punch him so hard, he will never smile again.

"Since you brought it up, do you know why Olivia killed Camila?" Jason asks.

I keep smoking calmly while I try to keep my emotions in check. It's not like I haven't asked myself this over and over again. Why? Camila and the Diseased Cunt were inseparable. There had been moments when I jokingly said they would marry each other. "Because the Diseased Cunt is as deranged as you are?"

"Diseased Cunt?" Jason laughs. "That's what you are calling my sister? I guess it is fitting since she has been spreading her legs for men since she was sixteen. God knows how many STDs she has." I take a long drag from my cigar. "It's this exact reason that got your sister killed."

"Yeah? What does the Diseased Cunt whoring herself to the entire city have anything to do with her killing Camila?"

The grin on Jason's face spreads even more. "I know she was fucking you. Or was it the bastard? What's his name?" After thinking for a moment, he says, "Tyson. Or Ansel, the orphan your family took pity on?" When I don't reply, Jason says, "I guess it doesn't matter. Maybe she was fucking all three of you. Well, Camila found out Olivia was cheating and came to confront her about it. A fight started between the two of them. Your sister was so furious about Olivia not being faithful and threatened to spill the beans. I am not sure what happened next since I was in my room, but I could hear them shouting at each other. Not long after the fight started, Olivia told Camila that if she said a word about what she learned, she would kill her. Look, I don't know what you know about Olivia, but ever since she was little, she has been a bit... not right in the head. Not wanting to have to deal with a body, I decided to put an end to the fight when I heard a gunshot. Then another. When I made it to Olivia's room, Camila was already dead."