His Achilles Heel

Kira’s heart trembled with fear. She clutched the hat in her hands. ‘P-please, don’t hurt the kids. They are only three. They don’t understand what’s happening. Joshua didn’t mean it. If you have to hold someone responsible for hurting you, take me! But please, don’t…don’t hurt them!’ Henry laughed mirthlessly. ‘Are you begging me?’ Kira nodded, fearful. ‘But have you forgotten that I’m your enemy? You think I killed your father, remember?’ Kira’s lips quivered. She couldn’t get a word out. Of course she hated Henry. She’d give anything to see the man brought to justice. But she couldn’t bear to see her kids get hurt. ‘They are your grandchildren,’ she managed to say. ‘I have another one to spare.’ Henry was unmoved. Aiden was already ten years old and looked to be a smart kid. If Henry wanted an heir, Aiden was a more promising choice than Joshua. ‘But they are also Austyn’s kids!’ Kira was clutching at straws. ‘If you hurt them, Austyn will never forgive you. You want to patch things