Married My Ex's Mafia Dad

Chapter 7

Brittany's POV

I couldn't believe it - he was actually using his dad's mob connections against me, all for Kayla's sake. Sure, everyone feared his father, the Erandor crime boss. But how could Sebastian threaten me like this? We'd been in love for seven years. I was supposed to be his future wife.

"Sebastian..." My voice shook as his fingers dug into my wrist. Looking into his cold eyes, I suddenly remembered what those inmates had said.

"Tell me," I whispered, "were you the one who paid the guards to make my life hell these past three years?"

He didn't answer. Instead, he just glared at me and hissed, "Return the ring. I won't have a thief for a wife."

Mom and Dad stood with Sebastian, all three against me. Everyone around us joined in, hurling insults like I was some kind of monster.

I'd been here before - three years ago when they accused me of kidnapping Kayla. Nobody believed me then either. Not one person.

My chest tightened and my hands started shaking as the panic set in.

But I wouldn't confess to something I didn't do. Not this time. They weren't going to destroy my life again.

"Let's call the police!" I stood up straight, looking around the room. "We need real investigators to find the truth!"

Sebastian glared at me. "Stop the drama, Brittany. Are you trying to land yourself back in jail?"

"This isn't drama - I want answers!" I turned to my sister with a fake sweet smile. "Don't you want to find your ring too, Kayla?"

Something flashed across Kayla's face - fear maybe? But she quickly covered it up.

"Keep the police out of this," she said smoothly, then turned to our mother. "Mom, let's just forget about it. I don't need the ring anymore. If Brittany wants it so bad, why not just give it to her? The Sullivan family's reputation is what really matters. Brittany can't afford another stint in jail..."

She mumbled that last part so quietly that only Sharon could hear it.

Sharon's face twisted with rage as she turned to me. "How could my own daughter be so shameless?" she spat.

I'd had enough. "If no one else will call the cops," I said, yanking my phone out, "then I'll do it myself!"

I noticed Kayla's face turn pale out of the corner of my eye.

"No need to check the cameras," Kayla jumped in quickly.

"Everyone's still here, Brittany. Stop embarrassing yourself," Mom added.

Dad finally spoke up after staying quiet. "Just forget it. Go take care of that cut."

Of course. Nothing ever changed.

"Oh, that's great," I laughed bitterly. "So I'm just stuck being the thief forever unless we get the police involved?"

I crossed my arms and stared them down. "I've got nothing to hide. That ring was mine anyway. So why are you all so nervous about calling the cops? Let them figure out who the real thief is!"