want the law breathing down your neck for assault charges, you will pack your bags and leave town. I’ll keep tabs on you. If you so much as get fifty miles of this city, I’ll press so many charges you’ll be someone’s bitch until you’re a hundred and ten.”
From the corner of my eye—thank God my peripheral vision was returning—I saw Tom wave a hand at me. “ That won’t get me time. The court might even say it’s justified.”
“How about if I add extortion, fraud and intent to commit a felony?”
“What?”
“I have the video and forensic computer records. I was watching you, hoping I’d find out you were cheating on Malory, or something else I could use to get her away from you. Instead, I found out you’re a criminal. Now…do you want the money or not?”
“How much?”
Tom was an idiot. I rolled my eyes then groaned because it hurt. “Your other choice is getting nothing and going to prison. It doesn’t matter how much he’s giving you,” I rasped. I struggled to sit up. Jayson protested then relented at my determination. He pulled me into his snug embrace.
He looked at his watch then at Tom. “Are you going or do I call the cops right now?”
“You can’t kick me out of my house!”
I glanced up at Jayson in time to see him lift an eyebrow at Tom, silently daring him to push things. Tom snarled and shoved away from the wall where he’d been leaning. When he stepped from the shadows, I saw his eye was swollen and his lip had been busted. A trickle of blood rolled from his nose, and he swiped it away with the back of his wrist, leaving a streak across his cheek. Jayson had beat the shit out of him.
“All because of a whore,” Tom muttered.
Jayson tensed beneath me. His arms tightened, as he growled under his breath. I placed my hand over his, trying to calm him, but I had no idea what good it would do. I’d left _Heading {
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Tom came near us, but wisely stood out of reach. He glared down at me. “I hope you enjoy riding his fucking cock,” he spat. “He’s just going to use you up and throw you away as soon as he discovers how worthless you are.”
Maybe it was true—the part about Jayson getting rid of me—but Tom’s words didn’t hurt me the way they once would have. I wasn’t the worthless one in this relationship.
“Don’t,” I whispered when Jayson moved to get up.
“One more word,” he threatened Tom. “One more word and I’ll make sure the whole extent of the law comes down on you. And don’t you think you can use my relationship with Malory to cast doubt on things. I have all the reports and video copies of you in action, but I didn’t do any of the investigation and my hands never touched it. It was all done by a reputable outside firm. You should know the one. We use it all the time for our clients.”
Tom’s jaw turned to rock, and he stalked from the room.
“So tell me…why aren’t you calling the cops?” I asked Jayson the moment we were alone. He gathered me closer, and his body shook as he hugged me.
“He’d drag your life through the mud and haul out any evidence he could to muddy the water and cast the focus off himself. Though I know in the end he’d be convicted, I can’t do that to you. He’s a lawyer who until today worked for me—I’ve seen him in action and he fights dirty. Yeah, I’d get him in jail, but you’d get hurt in the process.”
“Thank you.” I snuggled closer. I didn’t agree with Jayson’s reasoning, but we could discuss it later when Tom wasn’t having a tantrum a few feet away. I cringed when I heard something shatter in the bedroom. Probably something he knew was important to me, but I was alive and free of him. That was most important.
“Jesus, thank God, I wasn’t a second later getting here,” Jayson breathed into my hair while the violence continued in the other room. “He was going to kill you. I
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