NATASHA HAS MORE RIGHT TO THE HARNES INHERITANCE

“Tell me, Xavier!” I pressed, my heart tearing with every moment of silence. “I can’t tell you who they are, damn it!” He yelled, while muttering a string of curses under his breath. His hands slipped into his hair. His hands trembling and his eyes clouded with an emotion I could barely describe. “Why?” I whispered, completely devastated. He looked up to me, his eyes glistened with tears as he crossed the distance between us. His hands moved to face, cradling it in his palm. “I’m doing it to protect you, Leah. Every single fucking thing I do is to protect you,” he rasped. I bit on my lips hard enough that the stinging pain at least numbed some of my senses. Sniffing, I swiped his hands away in anger and pain. “You hiding the truth already caused me more pain than you could ever imagine,” I whimpered, my lips trembling. My nose wrinkled and I did everything in me to keep myself from completely breaking down at his feet. “Leah,” he breathed my name so softly that I could have missed it.