Chapter 40 Let The Truth Be Told

We are starting to play a dangerous game, and someone is going to get hurt. I have already begun what will be an ugly war between Caine and Cummings; now we are playing around with something, or should I say someone that can bring my father and ultimately the Caine legacy down. As much as I would like to see my father take responsibility for his actions, I do not want to see him go to jail. Or find myself there.
So Cassandra has a plan with Veronica, but she does not want to tell me what it is. She knows that I will talk her down if it is something that is going to get her hurt or in trouble. I must be honest, I love my new badass princess, but there are moments that she even scares me.
But before we face Veronica, I need to make sure that all of my family is safe, and that includes Lucy. So we are heading there in the next half hour to convince her to come back with us, hopefully. Unlike with Cassandra and me, Joseph knows where to find her.
While Cassandra is changing, my crew and I sit around the bar, covering every scenario that Joseph will come at us. He might not have all his men together, but he has no calm in fighting dirty.
And that is why all these buff men are moving into my house, but first a few friendly warnings, well just one.
"So here is the deal, if you value your knee caps, those hands, and any other part of you that gives a woman pleasure, then you shall be wise to keep your hands off my sister."
And the very first person that I expected to say a thing has now kindly decided to get his ten cents of worth in.
"What if she gets lonely?"
"Damian, I swear if you even breathe on her, I am cutting the first thing off that I can get my hands on."
"I am just saying, you know, a woman has got her needs too."
"Well, don't just say, and since when do you care about what a woman needs."
"Hey, chicks like that shit, you know when you pretend that you are interested."
"Go pretend somewhere else, keep your paws off my sister."
With that, it shuts him off, I might now know that she is only my half-sister, but it does not make me love her any less than I did before.
Then finally, after what seems to be forever, my princess makes her way up to me. I don't know what the fück it is that she is wearing, but I have a hard-on that is now making it uncomfortable to stand up.
"Princess, what are you wearing?"
"It is called hotpants, Christian."
"They are fucking hot, but it looks like they ran out of material."
"Do you want me to go change it?"
"No, but...I...can't."
She chuckles at herself when she sees the discomfort it has caused me. So after a few adjustments, I can finally lift my horny ass off the chair. And as I pass her, I softly whisper in her ear.
"Minx."
She waves me off and walks to the car, and damn, she is swaying those hips. I watch as every inch of that ass rock and fold. Fuck! there I go, all throbbing again. That tight ass needs to be spanked. She is in so much trouble when we get back home later.
But back to my head in the game. Lucy does not know about Anna and that my mom is not really her mother. Should I be the man that has to break this to her? Well, my father won't have the guts to. This is going to hurt her; she always has been the fragile one in the family. She has a special kind of innocence to her. Luckily, I have my princess with me because I am not good at the feelings thing.
And I have exactly five minutes left to decide if I am going to tell her, for Mason has just turned into the street where she lives. As I look at him and the nervousness on his face and then to my princess that has gone dead quiet, the shit becomes real. The war has begun.
...Mason POV...
So I have exactly five minutes to prepare myself to see Lucy. If anyone should get anything cut off, then it should be me. Lucy and I had a brief relationship about three months ago. We decided to call it off because of the very thing Christian has told us not todo. Now I am dead nervous to see her again. Those stupid butterfly crap has now consumed my body. I am so dead when this comes out eventually.
And as we pull into the driveway, I feel as if my entire guts are going to land on my lap. They say that every man shall have that one woman that shall be your undoing, well Lucy is mine. I don't know what I am going to do now that she is moving in with all of us. And don't forget Damian that is going to do anything to get into her pants. I swear if he as much as tries, then I will cut it off for him.
As she steps outside to greet us, my damn legs become jelly. I have forgotten how beautiful she is. She is standing there so elegantly in a tiny white summer dress. Her locks of brown hair are tied back, which shows every perfect line on her face. And let us not talk about that gorgeous smile that she gets as she sees me getting out of the car. I am so screwed; there is no way that I am keeping my hands off her.
So as I walk up to her, I forget my ability to speak in sentences that make sense.
"Hey, Luce...I have missed...I do you...I mean...I want. Ugh! Dammit! Hello."
I watch as she sees how weak she makes me still, and she starts to blush herself. And as she speaks, I nearly die, for each syllable she says of my name draws me in all over again.
"Hey, Mason."
"How have you been. It has been a while."
"I was wondering if I will see you again, you know, after everything. But I am doing great."
Yea, maybe she should not say that so loud around Christian, for I do want to keep my limbs. But I am glad to be here for when she hears this news.
...Cassandra POV...
So my heart bleeds for Lucy; she is just about to find out that her life has been a lie. The bond she has created with Emily as a mother is just about to be crushed into pieces. How do you even deal with something like this? I think that is why Christian is glad I am with for he is not good at the whole feeling thing.
But let us forget about that for a brief second, for I have my very own secret that I am keeping from Christian. Now the biggest question here is, am I going to tell him?
Well, I could not just leave it and forget my dad's silence when I asked him if I am supposed to be getting married to someone that they have arranged for me. Well, to make a long story short, the answer is yes, I am supposed to get married to Roman Sloane.
As we get out of the car, I slide my phone into my pocket after reading my mother's message. And as Christian walks in with Lucy to go somewhere private, I pull Masonaside and ask him the burning question.
"Who is Roman Sloane?"
"He is an arms dealer. Your father did a lot of business with him. You don't get a lot as bad as him.
"So, he is not Mafia Boss?"
"No, he is; he runs an outfit out of state."
"And Christian?"
"Oh, they will kill each other."
Now that is all that I need to hear, do I still want to tell Christian about it? I don't think he needs more stress, especially with this thing with Lucy.
...Christian POV...
So the moment has arrived that I have been dreading for the past few hours. I wish I can just tell her and not have to explain anything; I am, after all, not good at this feelings thing.
But if I don't do this, then it shall just remain a secret that shall be swept underneath the carpet.
With a heavy heart, I pull Lucy to the side where I can break to her that her life has been nothing but a lie. She is very innocent and delicate; I know a thing like this shall break her into pieces. But I cannot hold it in any longer.
"Lulu, there is something that I need to tell you."
"What is wrong?"
"You see, there is this thing that father did way back when before you were born."
I watch her as she looks at me with so many questions on her face about what it could possibly be. She knows to expect something messed up when it comes to our father. So I grind my teeth and take a deep breath before I carry on to tell her.
"The thing is that mom is not your mother."
I hold my breath as I wait to hear her burst into tears; I even wait for her to curse, which is something she does not do even if she is raging mad. And raging mad she should be but instead...
"I know."
"What do you mean, you know?How?"
"Mom told me, I heard her and father fight over it one day. SoI asked her, and she told me what happened."
"So, no one felt the need to tell me?"
"It was not something you spoke about at the dinner table. But mom thought it was better not to tell you."
"I wish people would let me decide what is good for me and let me make my fucking decisions myself."
Now, if I said that I am not disappointed, it would be a blatant lie. I wish that they could have trusted me enough to tell me something so big that happened in our family.
With that, the rage sets in, not against Lucy or my mom, but my dad once again. If he did not go around being the big Foster Caine, he would have seen what he was doing to his family. The Caine legacy is built on a bunch of secrets and lies.
That being said, it makes me wonder since we are on such a good streak. I don't even want to know if I should ask the question.
"Are there any other fucking lies and secrets I need to know about?"