All Chapters of Bound To The Devil : Chapter 41 - Chapter 46

TIFFANY WESTI was a heartbeat away from hysteria. The delirium loomed close, ramping up my pulse as I stared at the old bastard I still couldn't believe was Lorenzo's father. The thick suffocating silence in the air still held Salvatore's threat in place.Tension crackled in every direction as I waited for either Salvatore to take back his threat or Lorenzo to crumble, but neither did. Instead, the two Russos just stared at each other, almost as if they were having a secret conversation through their eyes.All I could do was wait for the spark to ignite the situation into a raging inferno, but the silence stretched into another minute before Lorenzo abruptly pulled up from his chair, silently walking over to the mini bar at the corner to pour himself a drink and then he trekked over the open window, staring into the darkness.“What do you say, son?” Salvatore's voice taunted once more, his eyes shifted to mine. The intense darkness looming within attempted to force me to look away, b

TIFFANY WESTI woke up on a plush, unfamiliar bed, still dressed in the dress shirt one of Salvatore's men, Ortiz had forced me to wear. My head still pounded as if I had been at a month-long rave, and there was a soft spot that throbbed even harder near my temple.It took a few seconds to blink away the groggy confusion. To remember what happened.I didn't move. I didn't breathe.I took in my surroundings— the expensive furniture, the small space. And something in my brain clicked. Quickly, I scrambled up from the bed, rushing to the curtain covering the small window. I tugged at it, and looking at the window, I froze.Fuck. We were up in the air. Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.Savio had knocked me out back at Salvatore's mansion. And we just left. We'd just left Lorenzo back there. Surrounded by more reinforcement of Salvatore's men.My eyes glistened, and just as I was about to hurry through the small door, it opened and Dario stepped in. His gaze widened in shock and relief as they found me.

TIFFANY WESTI showed up for my doctor's appointment with Elena a few days later. Maybe I was still hesitant to believe I was pregnant. But I was concerned about the bleeding and what it would mean. And I worried about not being on prenatal vitamins, the occasional glass of alcohol I had been taking, and all the rough sex in between. I had to know for sure if everything was okay.As I sat in the waiting room with Elena, I sent Lorenzo a text, just asking if he was okay. Things in Montenegro were still busy, but apparently, Savio had heard from him. Even Dimitri had taken the time to call Elena, but Lorenzo hadn't been responding to my texts or picking up my calls.I swallowed the lump in my throat, as the text showed he'd seen it, but he didn't respond.A nurse with a friendly smile called my name. I wiped my sweaty palm on my dress, returning Elena's reassuring smile, and then followed the nurse inside.Surprisingly, I was already eleven weeks pregnant and everything looked good on t