Luciano runs the knife over my naked breast, urgent the sharp edge in opposition to my pores and skin.

I chunk down on my lip as I really feel extra blood drip down my chest. Luciano smears it with one hand, portray my physique in crimson. Then Luciano strikes to my again, slowing dragging the knife by my flesh. I clench my eyes shut and attempt to block out the searing ache, however I’m not constructed for torture, and a nauseating moan escapes me together with a sob.

Luciano leans ahead, licking the blood from me between my shoulder blades. “Your ache tastes scrumptious, sweetheart.”

“Vaffanculo,” I growl, tears welling in my eyes. I squeeze my eyelids tougher, praying the tears don’t fall. There’s no manner in hell I’m permitting Luciano to win this early within the recreation.

“Oh, don’t fear,” Luciano whispers in my ear. “We’re attending to that. I would even let your bodyguard watch.”

“Depart her alone,” he snaps weakly. I’ve by no means heard such ache and disappointment come from him, not even when he advised me about his daughter. It not solely captures my consideration, however Luciano’s too.

My eyes blink open, shock wracking by me on the sound of Giovanni’s voice.

Luciano pauses, pulling again as he chuckles in amusement. “You don’t have a say anymore, Gio. In reality, you’re of no actual use to me,” he laughs.

My coronary heart twists in agony at his phrases, besides, a wave of aid washes over me when Luciano withdraws additional, the heat of his physique leaving my bottom.

Luciano strikes to face in entrance of me, his sharp blue eyes chopping straight by me and I’ve to look away for worry of breaking like he desires me to.

“You don’t have to do that,” Giovanni pleads. I really feel his disappointment in these phrases, like he’s already conscious that this was inevitable.

“Don’t inform me you care what occurs to her now, Gio. You’re the explanation she’s right here.” Luciano tuts mockingly, shaking his head as he stalks towards Giovanni, brandishing the knife. “It was really easy to control you. All it took was the proper incentive.”

His phrases grip my coronary heart, making it unbearably onerous to breathe. With every breath, I discover myself spiraling. I don’t have to know what Luciano means, I’m greater than succesful—even in my state—to piece all the pieces collectively.

Giovanni’s daughter.

The mole.

It’s all beginning to make sense.

“Is that true?” I ask Giovanni. “You’ve been working with him this entire time?”

Giovanni doesn’t say a single factor. I don’t assume there’s something he can say, actually. I already know the reply by the best way his head droops between his arms.

Defeat and disappointment claw at me from the within, ripping aside all the pieces I assumed I knew. Giovanni was supposed to guard me. He was supposed to maintain me secure. I drop my very own head by my arms, letting the silence struggle with the torrent of questions in my head.

I can’t belief anybody.

“So fickle along with your loyalties,” Luciano mocks. “Perhaps I ought to simply slit your throat now and be performed with it.”

“No!” I scream, thrashing in opposition to my binds as Luciano closes the space between Giovanni and himself.

He all of the sudden freezes, slowly turning again to face me, a flicker of amusement lighting his chilly blue eyes. I see the second that realization washes over him, his lips spreading right into a gleeful smile as his head swivels between me and Giovanni. Pointing the knife towards him threateningly, Luciano snarls just like the satan himself has possessed him. “Rattling, I at all times knew she was a slut, however sleeping with the person who was betraying her all this time?” He wheels round on me, unfiltered accusation lacing his tone. “Are the rumors true, then? You and Fontana? You and Marchese?”

I attempt to faculty my expression, however one thing in it should give me away, as a result of Luciano’s face screws up in disgust.

“Properly thank god I didn’t stick my dick in you. You’re broken items.” A flare of wickedness ignites in his eyes. “I can consider different methods to make you undergo, although.”

He spins again on Giovanni and my intestine twists as he raises the knife, drawing it as much as his throat.

It’s a break up second transfer, one I don’t see coming till a roar rips by the room, the vibrations from Giovanni’s deep tone rattling by me, twisting my intestine.

Blood smatters the ground under my ft. My tooth grind as I attempt to block out the sickening sound, however it simply retains on coming.

“NO!” I scream out. I shouldn’t really feel defensive of him, not after the revelation of what he’s performed, however I can’t assist it. I nonetheless care about my stoic bodyguard. I can’t simply flip these emotions off.

Luciano’s relentless onslaught continues as he drives the knife into Giovanni’s abdomen, again and again, my tears rolling as I curse myself for caring a lot. Every other chief would ignore the ache of their troopers, however I can’t. Giovanni is part of me.

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