Chapter 187

Lake POV

I could taste the bitterness at the tip of my tongue, like the bile that rested somewhere in my growling stomach. It traveled all the way to my throat and I swallowed hard to push it down to the pit of my belly where my anger boiled with a mixture of rage and thirst for blood. If Jojo or my son had been harmed in anyway, I was going to make sure he did not survive it.

I had given him so many chances to come to his right senses, I warned him so many times, even pleaded on few occasions. I tried to talk to him as a son would speak to his father. But if he did not care about my request as his son, then I would seize to act like he was my father.

I tried to assure Valerie she would be safe without me as she was starting to shiver violently. She was finally brave enough to hold onto my second phone while sitting in the living room. I let her