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boost of power as he lunged at his brother, taking them both to the floor
with a roar.
    “You rotten
son-of-a-bitch,” Dillon shouted, landing a punch across Vince’s cheek as they
grappled like Greek Olympians in designer clothing. They’d all lettered in
football and wrestling and all that age-old training kicked in as they grunted
and shouted, landing punches as they rolled across the fine carpeting, leaving
smudges of each other’s blood in their wake. Nolan shouted for them to break it
up but Dillon and Vince were determined to beat the holy hell out of each other
or die trying.
    “Selfish,
self-absorbed asshole!” Vince countered with a grunt just as Dillon locked his
legs around his torso and wrenched his head back. Vince struggled but Dillon
tightened his hold as Vince clutched desperately at the choke hold Dillon had
on his windpipe.
    “Let him go,
Dillon,” Nolan yelled. “You’re going to kill him!”
    Dillon, breathing
hard, let go of his brother and pushed him hard away from him. Vince gasped and
rose to his knees, rubbing at his neck with a surly expression as he recovered.
Dillon rose slowly to his feet and Vince followed. A long moment of heavy
silence passed between the three until Vince, his gaze bitter, said, “You
weren’t the only one who had loved Isabel,” he said. Dillon shot him a sharp,
warning look but Vince barreled forward anyway. “We made a mistake, Nolan and
I. If I’d known how to deal with the feelings I was having, I never would’ve
agreed to the arrangement…we were young and stupid but no one was dumber than
you for letting her go in the first place.”
    Nolan looked away,
ashamed. Dillon had never seen his charming twin express something akin to
genuine emotion. “We were so arrogant. We didn’t realize the damage we were
doing. I thought it was all part of the game and I wanted to win. I don’t want
to make the same mistake with Penny.”
    Vince shared a
look with his twin. “I don’t either. Isabel haunts us all. Isn’t it time we let
her rest in peace?”
    “Don’t talk to me
about Isabel if you know what’s good for you,” Dillon warned, tears springing
to his eyes. “She was my girl. You had no right. What you did was inexcusable.”
    “Yes, you’re
right,” Nolan said hotly, stepping forward. “But you’re not off the hook
either. You were stupid and brash and arrogant, too. If you’d realized what an
asset you had in Isabel, you never would’ve tossed her away during what accounts
for a royal temper tantrum.”
    “A temper tantrum?
Is that what you call what happened between me and our father?”
    “You spoiled
bastard,” Vince bit out. “You think you cornered the market on being bullied by
that man? He fucked with us all! We were just smarter than you and learned how
to play the game! Why couldn't you have just swallowed your pride? None of this
had to have happened. Did you ever stop to consider if you hadn't been so damn
selfish, maybe Isabel would still be alive?"
    "Don't play
the what-if game with me" Dillon snarled. "Don't you think I've spent
the last eight years wondering how things might've been different if I hadn't
cut ties? But unlike you I couldn't live under the old man's thumb. Unlike some
people I'm not content to suck off of someone else's tit in exchange for
luxury. I made my own fortune and I did it on my own terms. Can you say the
same?
    "Bravo,
brother,” Nolan mocked, adding to ask, “But at what cost?" Dillon’s stony
silence was answer enough. Nolan shook his head and said, "You have no
idea the true cost. Honestly, I thought I was doing you a favor in keeping
something from you but I know now you’ll never truly understand the burden we
carried for you unless we tell you now."
    "Don't. He
doesn't deserve to know," Vince said, shooting Dillon a disgusted look.
    "What are you
talking about?" Dillon asked, suspicious. "What do you mean you kept
a secret   from me?”
    "When Isabel
died her family asked for an