5. Collin
5
Collin
I flick the lit cigarette to the ground and stomp it out with my boot. There isn’t a doubt in my mind that Mason knows who I am. The little blonde girl did exactly as I wanted her to, otherwise, there would’ve been no point in releasing her. I could’ve made a pretty penny off of her.
But I’ve stayed in the shadows far too long. This isn’t the life I imagined for myself. Hiding out for years. Always watching from afar. My brother stole the life that was meant for me.
The club. Our family started the Royal Bastards here in Birmingham. I should be the one with the title of President.
The girl. Davina was mine. Mason never had the balls to make a move on her. I did.
Everything. He’s taken everything I’ve ever wanted away from me. He thought I would just stay dead. Now, it’s his turn to suffer.
I watch them through the window of the store. Davina is still as beautiful as I remember. Their son looks just like him.
Anger boils to the surface. That could’ve been us. Should’ve been us.
Pretty soon, it will be.