AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Santino laughed. “He’s seen worse.”
“Sir.” John smirked. “I’ll just go read that crime novel now on my kindle, can’t wait to see what happens. Enjoy your time, don’t shoot at the birds.”
“Well, that was anticlimactic,” I muttered under my breath.
“The sex or John?” Santino stopped in his tracks. I think I shocked him.
I shrugged. “You’ll never know.”
A slap landed on my ass immediately after that.
And I smiled for the first time—in a very long time.
CHAPTER TWELVE
“All I wanted was to be what I became to be.” —John Gotti
Santino
I was going to die.
That’s all I kept thinking about when I walked into Home Depot with Katya. Maybe not today or tomorrow, but somehow, I knew Andrei would find out; he had spies everywhere, and though I trusted John, I finally realized I didn’t really trust myself.
I was a liar.
The worst of them all.
I wanted nothing to do with her, right?
And now I was somehow training her.
I walked slowly next to her, careful to look like everything about our trip was casual when it wasn’t. When with each step, I realized I was walking down a path that wouldn’t end with anything but blood.
She was mafia royalty, not that I wasn’t, but there’s a difference when the assassin falls for the girl who was saved, the girl that should have never been kidnapped or thrown away in the first place.
I checked my phone like I had a text, but really I was waiting on intel. Who the hell had taken the twins, and why? What Family do we have crawling down our backs now, as we have multiple hits on every single boss?
None of it made sense, and none of what just happened in the car made me feel better—because I wanted it again.
My phone made a beeping noise.
A text from the fiancé I’d never wanted, the one who was forced on me because, hell, we all have duties when it comes to what you’re born into.
A topless picture crossed my phone. I deleted it instantly and tried not to regret saying yes to the asinine deal of bringing two families together so I could be boss one day.
What does it even matter, I guess, since I was going to die soon?
The smell of Home Depot never ceased to amaze me as the doors slid open, and we walked in. Katya sighed, then reached for my hand.
I hesitated. I never hesitated. I’ve always been a man of action, but in that moment, my breath caught, and I realized that this was a damning moment for both of us, that maybe Nixon had even seen it coming and just knew it was best to let us spend more time together and realize what I already had.
That this girl was fierce.
And brave.
And needed me.
And without being a trained assassin—had stolen me.
