SALVATOREWhen there was a gathering that involved making a circle around a weak and wounded person, he knew he was about to sniff the faint whiff of blood and listen to the agony of the newest enemy Domenico had his hands on. None of which were his favorite things to do.But what he never expected was Rune to be dragged into their center, half-conscious, the hair on the back of his head matted with blood seeping down his neck.His stream of consciousness paused, and he held his breath, determined not to betray his emotions, especially under Domenico's watchful eye as he handled an AR-15. The older man had ulterior motives, and he wasn't willing to comply without a cost.Until he caught sight of Kyra behind him, seeing his sister shut her eyes against the sight of Rune had the organ in his chest aching in a way he never thought would. And what was that bruise on her face? Why was there a fucking cut on her lips?He looked back at Rune on the floor; the clothes he had on, covered in d
ADLER"... You will have no say in any decision-making or my authority," Adler recited from the notes he had prepared during the brief car ride to the Manor. "Additionally, Rune is receiving a promotion, and I am aware that one of the four disloyal Capos will have to be removed to make room for that, so choose who you want to let go."All remained as he had encountered it, except for the lack of the goons who had departed upon his orders, leaving the five of them still grappling with the tension that had nearly resulted in losses.He had made the right decision by asking Lily to wait in the car, and she had chosen wisely by not creating a fuse about it. Wait till he told them they owed their life to her.Salvatore's expression upon seeing him was far from welcoming. Perhaps relieved, yes, but the grand entrance failed to captivate him. They all had reason to be angry; he had observed their rising emotions and chose the last moment to reveal himself.Now that he thought of it, that was
ADLER.Just like he thought, she wasn't in the car when he went to get her, so pulling back into the manor, he raced to the stairs, hoping she wasn't in the room.There were many things he needed to get rid of, things that could set her off in a nanosecond. Things that could bring back memories in the blink of an eye.But when he pushed the door open, and it gave way immediately, he felt his stomach churn upon seeing her standing before the hung jewelry and observing its shimmer.Her father's pendant hung above her while she stared at it, rigid and unmoving.His heart pounded uncontrollably in his chest."Why didn't you get rid of it? Yeah, that question. Why didn't he get rid of it? Maybe it was because it was the last object that held her memory, or that was what he thought.Grief had erased the thought that the pendant had more to do with her father than her; all he thought was to be able to hold something, anything that spelled her name and carried her memories.When it got too qu
VITOThe last time they spoke, they told him they were working on his release."Working on it?" He had growled, standing up from the queen-sized bed he had been sitting on, "I've been in here for two weeks, and you're just working on it?!" "Sir," his lawyer stepped forward, "There isn't a case to be debated on when the evidence was served to them on a silver platter.""Oh shut the fuck up, Homer," he had snapped, " There is nothing a little more money can't solve. All it takes is the right amount of toppings to serve it out.":Exhausted, he rubbed against his forehead, " I need to get out of here before this becomes public knowledge.""So far, there is nothing out in the media. And with the judge's feedback, you'll be out of here in no time and even pick up from where you stopped in the election," his lawyer explained, voice so even it made him spite, he lost a lot, including their terror when they stood before him, " All I ask of you is to be patient. "He sighed. Maybe he was over
Predictably, he wasn't in bed when I woke up. Had it not been for the digital clock on the bedside table showing 8:48, I wouldn't have realized it was already that late, and I was still lying in bed.With a sigh, I descended from the bed and glanced at my reflection in the mirror across the room. My hair was messy, and I resembled an aurora from a discount store. Thankfully, Adler wasn't present to witness this calamity.Brushing my teeth and my hair, then tying the later in a tired bun, still in my pajamas, I stepped out of the room, moving down the stairs as memories slammed into me. Aside from that, I felt the familiar humidity in the air, pointing me towards a deja vu, I couldn't wrap my head around it no matter how I tried, but since nothing came, I shoved it aside.Descending the stairs and finding the sitting and dining areas empty, a frown creased my brow. Breakfast lay untouched on the table. Given what I knew about them, Rune would typically be an exception, even if no one e
DOMENICOWith a resounding bang, the door swung open, instantly hushing the room into silence. Suppressing a sigh, Domenico lifted his gaze from the desk to see his second son, his face flushed and breaths ragged, standing in the doorway.In Victor's right hand was a little brown box which, according to its width, he suspected, came with a package just as long as a pen and no more.But with Victor's tightened grip around the box, it was clear that whatever was inside was significant. Or something horrific. So carefully laying down his bookmark, which was just a short red strip of material, he focused on his son, waiting to be hit, either with the usual tantrums or demands that he leashed Adler.He was done telling him how impossible those were. And all of this unfolded within just twenty-eight intense hours since his arrival in Sicily. "What is it this time?" Domenico grunted when, after seconds, Victor didn't make as much of a move."You should know." Domenico sighed heavily as h
**_"Mom didn't just die, Lily"_**It was ridiculous how time, instead of healing wounds, had you missed the person who caused them.Sitting on Eva's bed and staring at the ceiling, I hugged her favorite purple cardigan, its softness reminding me of the times I held her close despite fighting with my demons and losing.A quiet smile formed within me. Despite everything, her presence was my source of strength, driving me to fight harder than I ever thought possible.Eva was the reason I was alive.I placed the cardigan on the bed and moved to her dressing mirror. She had left most of her lotions in the manor. So now, when I was less busy, which I always was, I found myself in her bedroom, heating a spray so her smell clouded me, then lay on the bed thinking of the memories we shared.I remembered being done with life after a rough day at lucid; I remembered staring at the bandage wrapped around my stomach and deciding to give it all up.I had climbed the window and stood on the pane, ca
Three hours later, he realized he walked wide-eyed into a hornet nest."What are you saying?!" He demanded frustration etched in his tone as she walked away from him and towards the wardrobe."I'm saying," she answered with a singsong tone, "You can't touch me anymore until the night of the wedding." To send her point across, she pulled up the thin strap of her nightie to her shoulder. Minutes ago, he was on the verge of pulling that off. Now, he just had to make do with the after-feel of her velvety skin under soft silk.She was so fucking unfair."That's crazy. Jesus Christ, it won't make a fucking difference." He snapped. Pulling this stunt when he was practically dying of the need to be inside her was just plain wicked, "Lily, you can't leave me this hard.""Adler," she sighed, turning to him, "We're getting married in two weeks, which is fourteen days if we don't count tonight, and Nonna says...""So that's it?" he stretched both hands, "Nonna says? She turned to the wardrobe a