BOMBSHELL

Tyler simmered when his phone lit up with a text from Adelaide demanding that he send her the money she had requested and make arrangements for her to move in with him.

He couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe her audacity to think he would ever allow it. Adelaide had taken almost everything he had. She had stripped him of his honor, dignity, and heart and she thought he would allow her back in?

It was appalling for him.

He hadn't been shocked when she revealed the recording given to her by his half-brothers. They had been the ones to navigate her presence into his life for the first time. So,of course, he was aware that her coming back now was their doing.

He wasn't blind either. Tyler had seen the bruises on her. The purple stretches and marks highlighted her skin, peeking beneath whatever she chose to wear. He had seen them all and he hadn't cared. Why should he?

It just seemed to disturb him a lot how someone who wouldn't allow a blemish on her skin could go about entertaining