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I opened the door to find Kiara standing right in front of it, glancing worriedly at Bear. “Is he all right?”
That’s what I liked about her. “I think so. I think Nevio smacked him over the head. I’ll keep an eye on him.”
Massimo had the same eye color and yet few people would probably notice, because the look in his was rarely kind and...
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“Nino’s neither, that’s probably another reason why I’m here.”
Kiara’s face sobered and a haunted look entered her eyes that I’d never seen before.
“This is something that you can’t tell Massimo or Alessio.”
“Like I told Dad and everyone else, I’m fine. Amo didn’t hurt me in any way. I would tell you and Dad if he had. I know I don’t have to be afraid when I’m in Vegas and I know I don’t have to be ashamed.”
“You wouldn’t keep it a secret to protect him from harm, right? I know you.”
“You aren’t someone who resorts to violence, he’s come to terms with it, and you wouldn’t have had a chance against a man like Amo anyway.”
He was talking to Alessio and Massimo while Nino pushed the needle into his flesh.
I wondered why she didn’t want them to know. They could handle a lot considering what they did at night.
He’d probably been upstairs to give Giulio a lecture.
He pointed a warning finger at Nevio. “You’re getting stitched up. If you lose your arm because of an infection, you’ll be in major trouble.”
“Please don’t let war break out because I managed to get locked in a cell with Amo, okay?”
“For many years this was what I wanted but I can tell that you’ll never be a fighter, Greta, not in the physical sense. I don’t want you to fight to make me happy.”
He didn’t try to pat Momo, only regarded me.
“Considering what kind of man I am and the sins I’ve committed, I don’t know why I deserve a daughter like you.”
“Luca and his son are coming for another meeting tomorrow.”
Dad thought I was perfect.
He didn’t know how my heart picked up when I thought about Amo.
“No fights today, Amo. No matter how much Nevio provokes you.”
Alessio’s expression was on the verge of boredom as he walked by my side.
He had the same cold demeanor as his father even if he didn’t look like him.
Especially his more pronounced, slightly crooked nose didn’t bear any resembla...
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“What the fuck? You know what our fathers said. Let this drop, Nevio.”
All three of them were dressed in black as if they were part of some creepy, gothic boyband.
“Then I’ll do it,” a familiar voice said. I turned to find Greta coming down the stairs, a huge black dog at her side.
She held him by the leash but I couldn’t imagine her being strong enough to hold him back if he attacked. I had to admit the thing looked more impressive than a Rottweiler.
In her arm she cradled what looked like a white Flokati ...
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She dropped the leash and the dog actually sat down as if that was his command, then she approached her crazy twin.
“I don’t take orders from you.” He shrugged. “Then piss your pants.”
“I’m outside at the pool at the back.”
Her family, especially her crazy brother would throw a major fit, and I was about to marry Cressida. A thousand reasons spoke against talking to her, but I couldn’t stay away.
I needed to see her again, to hear her voice. I wasn’t sure what the hell was wrong with me. I’d never felt so incapable of controlling myself. I walked around the house where a big pool landscape illuminated the night.
“Because I like your face.”
“Only my face?”
“I like your body as well.”
but so far I hadn’t been suicidal enough to undress Greta Falcone with my eyes in Camorra territory.
“Nevio wouldn’t stab you in the back. He prefers the direct approach, so does Alessio. Massimo might do it, though.”
the white fluffy dog let out a huff where it lay hidden at the Cane Corso’s side.
“You lied to Aless...
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“I like how you make ...
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It felt as I was being doused with ice water. She knew.
Strangely enough, I felt relieved. Lying to Greta had felt…wrong.
Was she asking me for moral guidance? I was the wrong person to ask for many reasons.
Something cold touched my neck. I tensed, my hand flying to the gun in my holster.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, asshole, or I’ll ram a hole in your skull,” said Alessio.
“Stop it, Alessio. Amo caught Momo for me.”
“What a lucky coincidence that he’s around every time Momo runs off. What a hero,”
Greta reached for Alessio’s arm. “Don’t tell Nevio.”
