Brix sat in his office and glared at his stepfather. “Say that again.”
“You can’t marry her.”
“Why not?”
“She’s your sister-in-law.”
He saw Malik clench his fists from behind the sofa he’d had put in the office along with his new desk and realized his soon-to-be husband was ready to slit the throat of his stepfather. He was about to let him do it.
“Dad, let me say this to you in a way you might understand. She was not my sister-in-law. The marriage was never legal. Not ever. Val never had the marriage certificate certified. Even if he had, Jolie was married under duress with a very real gun pointed at her head during the ceremony. In my brother’s hidden compartment in his nightstand, along with a solid stash of coke, we found a USB. It seems my brother liked to video s**t around his a
