The Bastard’s Price

Summary

Anthony Johnson’s prized songbird bore twins—a secret he guarded fiercely. Until I stole them away.

In retaliation, he strung up our son Leo by his ankles from the penthouse balcony, leaving him to roast in the midday sun.

When I arrived, Leo’s face was scarlet, lips split and bleeding. His weak whimpers tore at my soul.

“Isn’t Leo your son too?” I screamed.

“And aren’t Clara’s children mine?” Anthony snarled, pressing a stun gun to Leo’s ribs. “Tell me where they are, or I’ll make him beg for death.”

Leo’s shrieks pierced the air as volts racked his small frame.