Controlling Interests: A Step-Brother Romance (The Legacy Series Book 2) Read Online Free PDF Page B

confines of the estate, it was sanctioned by an unspoken portion of our Board of Directors. Raping and breedingSarah wasn’t just a means to secure our own wealth. The board encouraged our crime because the horror it’d cause was in the best interests of the goddamned Bennett Corporation.
    It wasn’t the first time I cursed Sarah for rejecting my offer to sell her company and be done with this insanity. How the hell was I supposed to protect her now?
    “How long should all this…messy business take?” Clyde Leonard hadn’t touched his coffee. He rubbed his balding head. “Let’s ensure this whole sordid affair is handled quickly.”
    “Nicholas.” My father waved toward me. “Do you have a projected completion date?”
    This was sicker than anything we had done. I hadn’t hurt her, but speaking of our vile intentions was a rape of everything beautiful I experienced in my perfect moments with Sarah.
    I tempered my words with caution. I hadn’t rebuilt my complete composure yet, not since I stopped my father from mounting Sarah like a rabid beast. I tensed to fight, to maim—to kill. But I could do none of those things.
     And so I lied.
    “It will be done soon.”
    “And you’re sure you’ll get this heir?” Bryant’s voice bore no sympathy for the woman expected to carry the child. “It will be a Bennett?”
    “Yes, it will be a Bennett.”
    “But what if she doesn’t get pregnant?” He abandoned his coffee.
    My pulse quickened. “Why wouldn’t she?”
    “Any number of reasons—maybe she escapes.”
    “Impossible,” my father said.
    “I see no other option to save this company if we don’t have a Bennett in her belly by the end of this year,” Bryant said. “Hell, by the end of the summer.”
    My father shrugged. “We have contingencies to make her conceive.”
    Bryant waited. He expected me to answer. I hated that it had been my own idea.
    “We’re…taking her every day,” I said. “To ensure we don’t miss any fertile times.”
    “Excellent.”
    “We’ve worked far too hard and too long to lose the company now,” my father said. “My son understands what we need to do. When Sarah Atwood conceives, we’ll secure Atwood Industries, and the trust she’s inheriting will be forgotten. The alliance with the Atwoods will make us more profitable than ever, and my son—” He patted my shoulder. “His legacy will be secured.”
    Bryant stood with a grin. “Well, good luck, Nick. Here’s hoping to some happy news in the coming months.” He pointed to Darius. “Looking forward to the barbecue. Tell me I’ll get to meet this little lady of ours.”
    “She’ll be the guest of honor.”
    Son of a bitch. Wasn’t it enough we kidnapped her? Did he seriously think we could shuffle her between guests at the annual fucking barbecue? No one had that much control over Sarah Atwood.
    My father’s selected partners shuffled from the room, questioning how soon they could get to the club before tee-off. My blood chilled, pumping fractured ice through my chest. The tightness would destroy me.
    Was this how she felt when she was scared?
    When I tied her to the bed?
    When I threatened her to conceive a child?
    Christ, the only thing that could save her now was the very thing my father and the company wanted most.
    What I wanted most.
    I was no different from the cackling men discussing an innocent girl’s future. They coveted money while I desired nothing more than absolute control of her body, mind, and soul.
    And I had it.
    My father wasn’t the only danger. I couldn’t protect Sarah if I craved the same things.
    Only a monster lusted for such power over an innocent girl.
    And only a Bennett would succeed in claiming her.
    If my father didn’t damn us all by revealing our plans to men loyal to money over blood. I slammed my laptop closed. He watched me with baited amusement.
    “Nicholas.”
    He thought he could speak to me.
    Every decision this family made, every crime, every life we