His promise

I pull in one shallow breath after another. I remembered Neil saying that Aren had a lot of enemies, but I used to think of them as business competitors, not people who literally wanted him dead!

"I thought that your mother committed suicide," I said nervously, feeling my body start to tremble.

"They made it look that way." A painful grimace surfaced on his face.

I raised my eyebrows, processing his words. "They?"

He locked his eyes on me. "There were at least a few people involved in it. My father might be one of them."

I gasped. The deadliest form of crime that I'd had contact with was hacking and stealing data, but Aren lived in a world full of killing, conspiracy, and true wickedness. Only now did I realize that compared to Aren's, my computer world was angelically safe.

"My head starts to spin..." I muttered, my body shivering even more.

Aren corrected his grip on my hand and pulled me close, his arms wrapping around my body. "You're trembling. You should have taken a scarf