“Something wrong with the food? " I raised my face to meet Vito, sitting opposite me, spoon in hand and swallowing a mouth full. His attention was on his plate, and his hands still moved even when he glanced at me.I shook my head, grabbed my fork, and plunged it into my plate. "No," I uttered, then attempted a slight smile. "It's wonderful." Next, I took a slice of apple from my salad bowl and quickly popped it into my mouth to stave off further conversation.However, as soon as my lash dropped to my plate, I felt his gaze set on me again.This prolonged situation made me anxious. His intense gaze was fixed on me, and to compound my misery, he remained silent.We were alone outdoors eating dinner, the first we had together since I was brought to him, and something told me tonight had a reason. Besides, why were we outdoors? He cleared his throat, throwing me out of my trance and scrambling for my plate again."If you don't like the food, you can say that." He picked up a glass of w
Kyra picked. That was what happened."...There was no need to storm off on me, Lily. All you had to do was say you wanted to leave, not ditch everyone,"She sounded calmer than the usual Kyra. I mean, the Kyra that I knew would swear into the phone and lay out a proper description of what she would do to my body, not sound too understanding, as if we were talking about the weather.Vito resumed his position across from me, his hawk-like eyes scrutinizing me as if his life hinged on it; I was aware that a mere stumble on my part could lead him to bring back Eva and put a bullet through her skull.We were alone, the table cleared, and the only voice apart from a cricket chirping nearby was my quiet one.Vito gestured for me to continue."Kyra, I need to speak to Adler.""You mean the same one that hasn't stepped foot in the Manor since you left?" She sounded flat, "Don't you watch the news where you are?""News?""Adler brought Lucid's down. You know what? Save yourself the trauma, and
LILYWhen he wasn't back the next day, I found myself by my window staring into the compound, heart thudding at the expectation of his car cruising shortly.Once he was back, it would be over. It was here, in Italy, but somewhat close to Adler, it wasn't as gut-wrenching as being alone in a strange country with him.Curiosity about Eva's condition lingered within me, pondering whether she was awake, wrestling with the news of departure just as I was. I could vividly picture her silent struggle, envisioning her quivering at the mere utterance of his name.It was what he did to me, and it hurt to remember my sister would be going through the same.I heard a knock on my door, but instead of responding, I held my breath, staring out the window but seeing nothing. Even when I knew it couldn't be Vito, it was always the same reaction to a rap."Can I come in?" Antonio asked from outside the door.I released my breath and heard the door gently slide open, listening to his careful steps as he
ADLEROne thing was fucking sure; He was about to get blood on his hands.He could feel the quick thud of her heartbeat against his arm, smell her fear in the room, and fuck damnit, did he want to bury a bullet in the writhing man's skull.It was agonizing climbing up the stairs that led to her, staring at the tracker, ignoring Kyra's call of being too careful as he raced the path the door slam came from...The blood smudges on the tiled floor that led him up to the room came from her feet, which he suspected were wounded by the broken glass on the floor in the mini bar, and now that he found her yet again, the alarm in his head was slowly becoming deep seethed hatred.She pressed her forehead against his chest, eyes shut and body rigid, waiting for the gunshot. Her anxiety was palpable as she gripped his shirt and held her breath.And that was when he remembered the oath he took of never allowing her to watch him kill, not after Enzo; she was traumatized enough. He buried his fingers
LILYWaking up, I had a clue I wasn't at the manor; it was the noise of waves hitting my ears and the smell of sea wafting past my nose, so opening my eyes and finding the scarred back facing me, every memory from the night before came rushing in.I wriggled my toes, sending blood back into my feet, already wrapped in a soft bandage; I sighed in relief, remembering his hands on my feet. Pushing myself up, I massaged my scalp and raised my eyes to the ceiling, trying to pinpoint where I was. Finally accepting that I had no idea, I turned back to the window, but this time, our eyes locked.I believed it had ended a few days ago, thinking it would be the final time I'd see him and gaze into those captivating, soft green eyes. Yet, he sought me out despite my silence.His distance unsettled me; he was mere steps away, yet it felt too cold without his proximity."Rome, we are still in Rome," he broke the silence as if reading my puzzlement on my surroundings, then his lash dropped to my b
He said too much.Adler ran his fingers through his hair while standing under the shower, tilting his face upwards to feel the steamy cascade wash over him. Despite the guilt that gnawed at him from within, the warmth of the water was soothing and gentle.She didn't deserve his going that hard on her, especially not when she had just been pulled out of traumatic experiences that would have rendered anyone helpless and unresponsive.But there she had been, engaging in a heated banter with him and deliberately missing the point so he wouldn't have the last word. Sometimes, he felt like shaking the hell out of her so she could get him.Although he doubted she could, doubted she'd get the intensity of his feelings when it involved her, racing the bike on his way to her, he found his lips moving in prayers, pleading for her to wait a little longer for him. At that point, he swore that the thought of his legs being faster than Kyra's bike crossed his mind.Expecting her to get all that was
ADLER"...You found her just in time," Ruslan sighed, "A few more hours, that was all I needed to get my hands on her new pretty red hair. She looks good on it, by the way."That Ruslan was speaking to him through Lily's cell phone showed the authenticity of his claims. He knew Lily was taken; he had known who took her, and if they hadn't gotten to her first, Ruslan would have.Turning just to peek at a Lily curled up like a fuzzy ball on the bed, so sound asleep that she made no move, he gave a satisfied grin and returned his gaze to the window.Carelessly shrugging, he said, "You've got to be quicker to go up against me. Perhaps Larissa should have done a better job choosing who to do her jobs for her.""Yeah, right," Ruslan chuckled softly, "Gotta be that bad if you couldn't take her to Campania, right? How's she?"He had no doubts that Ruslan had them under scrutiny, his watchful eyes tracking their every move. Adler frowned, sensing an issue they had missed. It wasn't a matter of
ADLER."... I would say the night after we left. Enough time to burn the building to dust. You know what that means." Kyra flattened her palms against his desk, snatching his focus, "Adler, are you listening,"Resting his back against his seat, finally looking at her, Adler wondered how to explain to her that he had repeatedly gone over that train of thought, and all of his calculations fell to one conclusion.A rat. A rat in the manor.He dropped the pen on the paper he was working on and interlocked his fingers, "OK, Kyra, I'm listening to your hot takes.""Thank you," she smiled sarcastically, then stood hands akimbo, "If we have an informant in the manor, there's a slight chance that Rune is innocent."He blinked at her, allowing the silence to linger, then crossed his arms over his chest as he inquired, "What led you to that conclusion?" Maybe by intertwining their thoughts, he could grasp what he sensed was absent."Look at it this way," she pulled back, stretching her palm, "If