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Capitolo XVII
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2024-10-29 19:42:56By dinner time, I emerged down the stairs wearing a white accordion skirt, a sleeveless top with a scoop neckline and a pair of neutral pumps. The top exposed the bullet scar my father gave me and a few healing ones from my lovely trip to Mexico. For whatever reason, I wasn't embarrassed to show the battle scars all over my forearms. In fact, tonight might just be the first time that I felt this confident since the incident.
Lucas wasn't on the table when I arrived in the dining room, so I decided to wait for him while I'm sending out the invitations from Theresa. In a span of a few hours, Theresa and I had planned almost half of the event. She was good, I'll give her that. The florist will arrive tomorrow morning and the organizer will check the venue in the afternoon. It was just quick work, which was why I didn’t understand why others needed months to do it. Perhaps they don't have Theresa with th
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"God, no," I said as Lucas showed me a picture of a man who had grown a red beard, perhaps trying to hide his double chin, from his iPad. He looked almost like a criminal with the burn on his left temple running down his cheek, and the piercing on his lower lip. His face is smug, with bored charcoal eyes and a crooked nose. Lucas and I have been lying on my bed, me in my white cotton robe and him still in his white shirt, sipping my third and his fourth whiskey. A stick of cigarette hung between his lips, the butt a glowing orange. Suddenly my room smelled like the back alley of a cheap bar but I didn't tell him to get rid of it because we were comfortable like this; like messed up people with only alcohol and cigarettes to entertain us. And I've missed the scent of nicotine in the air. In fact, I wanted to grab a stick from the pack but I decided against it. No good will come out of that."His name is Ben
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I stared at Lucas, my breath shaky and deep. I stared at him like he just slapped me across the face with his strong, calloused palm as my skin crawled and the world around me suddenly froze. Why would Lucas tell me this? Of all the things he could have said, why did he tell me that he was half Russian? Like me. But even worse, Aurelia’s bastard son. The enemies' blood runs in us. He's one of the most respected men in the Mafia; young men looked up to him and the old ones pat him on the back wishing they were as righteous and notorious as he was. But he had been faking it. Gerlando, the father he grew up knowing, hid it. So did his mother. Did Harriet know, too?And in that moment, hatred rose in me from the surface like a boiling kettle. I hated it that he was just like me, yet he and his family were spared from humiliation and did not become outcasts. Lucas De Marchi should have had the same
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Lucas grunted on the floor, pressing his palm against the bullet wound on his thigh I just gave him. Sweat started to bead on his temples and above his lips as he hiss through the pain."Stronza." Fucking bitch, he sneered, saliva coming out of his mouth. Although his tone said he was in serious pain, his eyes, however, glinted with amusement. "Lo hai fatto di proposito." You did it on purpose."Suck it up, Lucas," I said standing and putting away the pistol and the gear. I picked up a clean towel on my way back to Lucas and pressed it onto the wound, catching him off guard."FUCK!" he yelled, throwing his head back in pain. The veins on his neck bulged as he struggled. "What the hell?"
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Lucas had his eyes closed when Sigmund and I entered the room. He was on his back, his forearm resting on his forehead, his chest bare, perfectly chiseled like an old statue. I wanted to jump on top of him if it weren't for Sigmund being with us. I didn't even care that he was injured. He still wore the slacks he wore earlier, with a huge rip on the thigh, the fabric probably hard and dried with blood. I knocked twice on the open door to let him know there was company. He groaned and sighed deeply like he was annoyed. "I'm not hungry, Da—" he stopped mid-sentence after he removed his arms and saw that it was us. I try not to twitch with Lucas' unfinished sentence. I'm tired, but I wasn't stupid. That wretched bitch, trying to take what's not hers. I reminded myself to put her in place when I have the opportunity. "Sigmund." Lucas frowned, trying to sit up, but the doctor stopped him. I shut the door behind me, locking it in case Daphne decides to parade inside like she owns the place
Love and Lust (Hamartia Trilogy Book 2) Capitolo XXV
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