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An eerie atmosphere grew the further she led me away, and I lowered my empty glass to a table we passed.
She opened the first door we came across and peeked inside.
“Nope.” She shut the door and continued walking.
My eyes narrowed as I followed behind her, and just like before, the hairs on my nape rose.
“Nirah.” I stopped walking and she casually turned to face me. “Spit it out.”
She licked her lips then clutched her hands behind her back.
I waited until she stepped closer. “Fine.”
She hesitated for a brief moment before a blade pierced my chest. I looked down, disbelief etched across my face and she pushed the blade deeper. “It’s nothing personal,” she whispered, shaking her head. “Actually yes, it is. Burn in hell.”
I stepped closer, the blade inching deeper as I whispered, “Sei bellissima quando sei letale, tesoro.”
Her eyelids fluttered for a brief moment with hesitation before she twisted the knife and shoved me away from her.
I stumbled back, my fingers clutching the blade as pain buzzed throughout my body.
Blood poured out of the wound and with blurred vision I dropped to my knees. What the fuck…
“Good girl,” Marcus said as he stepped past me, wrapping his arm around her waist.
I focused my attention back on her but her eyes were hard.
I didn’t have to look at Marcus to see the arrogance lighting up his face.
“Let’s go.” He kissed her temple before they passed me and I looked down at the knife blurring into two. Motherfucker.
CHAPTER 19
Nirah
With every ounce of strength I pulled the lifeless body out of the trunk of my car—that I’d stolen from the twins—and allowed the body to drop to the floor with a thud.
My face twisted in disgust as I shut my trunk, looking down at him. Here we go.
Grabbing a handful of his hair I dragged him all the way up the stairs to the front door.
“Two weeks,” I groaned to myself, my fingers tightening in his hair. “Antonio left me there for two weeks.” I pulled the dead body higher up, catching my breath. “Did he care? No, of course not,” I mumbled, using every last bit of strength as I headed up the stairs. “He knew exactly where I was,” I grunted, using both hands to pull the corpse, a pain brewing in my lower back. “He could’ve easily swooped in and got me out. But no. Antonio, fucking—“ I groaned, hauling the body onto the top floor with a heavy exhale of relief. “De Luca, just left me there.”
Antonio was a smart man. I had no doubt that he knew what I was up to. Which also meant that he could easily have swooped in to get me back. But, in pure Antonio fashion—spite—he left me, in the hands of the twins, to fend for myself. To be fair I stabbed him and willingly left with them while having an ulterior motive… nonetheless, he left me.
I rested my hands on my hips, tapping my foot as I stared down at the body.
I had considered running, but with how much power Antonio had in this city, anyone would be more than happy to turn me in. They’d all leap at the chance to get into his good books. Not to mention, Silvia was still here. I’d never think of leaving her alone with this animal.
He knew that… it’s why I’m to have as little contact with her as possible. And why she works for him.
And… Nereus. I still didn’t know whether or not Nereus was here. Or even alive. I could only hope that there was even just a minuscule part of Antonio that would have mercy on me. That wouldn’t go as far as to take the only family I had left. The only person I cherished. Treasured.
I brushed the gut wrenching thoughts away, desperately trying to keep my composure and focus. Focus on getting myself, and everyone I love, away from him.
I bent over, gripping my victims hair. “Let’s go, Inspector Gadget.”
With my free hand I pushed the front door open and was instantly met with a million guns pointed at me. I stopped in my tracks, looking around. Oh, how I love a warm welcome.
