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I wiped away my tears and slid down the wall to sit on the ground, patting the space next to me.
“Did you hear what that cocksucker for ice cream called me?” I stared at the ceiling before facing her.
“Russian.” Cara said, and I nodded. She was confused, hell, even I was so fucking confused about the whole thing.
“Mom was not exactly who I thought she was… There were many things she kept from me, and it frustrates me so much I can’t even ask her what has been going on.” I started. “Do you know who Alexei Vasiliev is?” I asked before continuing.
“Who doesn’t? He’s known to be a lunatic.”
“The first time I met him was at the auction Damiano took me to.” I swallowed hard at the mention of his name and bit down on my lip to avoid it trembling.
I took a deep breath and cleared my throat.
“He told me I reminded him of an old lover back in his days. At first, I thought it was creepy that he told me that, but then he continued to talk about how they loved each other but were bad for each other. But no matter what, she would always be his Solnishko. And she called him Lunnyy svet.”
Cara gasped, her eyes slightly widened, and I knew she recognized the word.
“When I returned to the house, I found a small treasure chest with some letters and a picture. That picture was of mom and Alexei together.” Cara continued to look at me in complete astonishment while I explained everything from when I found the picture to my meeting with Alexei at the LuxePalace.
We sat in silence, allowing the information to process. However, my thoughts were all over the place, giving me a pounding headache the more I dwelled on them.
The thought of my mother having an affair with Alexei has crossed my mind, but I didn’t allow myself to have that thought, because why would Gaetano pretend to be my father?
I started to chuckle at how fucked up everything was at the moment.
“No wonder my Italian sucks.” The chuckle turned into a burst of full-on laughter, and Cara couldn’t help but laugh along with me.
“Zdravstvuyte, bitch!” Cara greeted as we laughed.
“Hey, what if you’re Russian too? Maybe your mom had an affair as well?!” I gasped at the possibility.
“Shit, I wouldn’t blame her if she had an affair. Have you seen how ugly that piece of shit father I have is? I would have cheated in a heartbeat too! Does Alexei have a brother? Maybe she hooked up with him?”
“You definitely didn’t get those genes from him, that’s for sure.” I said, before bursting out in laughter.
The jokes continued, and we laughed as if we had lost our minds. We laughed, then cried, then laughed again as we listed out how miserable we were. Our laughter died down as we caught our breath, sitting once again in silence, each in our own thoughts.
“You know…” Cara broke the silence. “I never told anyone, but one day I snuck out, and I tried to kill myself by jumping from a bridge.”
I whipped my head so fast to look at her, seeing her smiling sadly as she spoke.
“I was beaten and broken so much already, and then they wanted to marry me off to someone who was known to be a powerful and skilled assassin, adding to the pile of shit I was already going through. I snuck out of the house, got drunk to lessen the pain in my body, and then I jumped. Without giving it a single thought.”
“Cara…” I sniffed, holding her hand tightly in mine.
“I don’t know how, but Lorenzo found me and saved me before it was too late.” She smiled as she thought back to it. “I just wanted to make one decision about my life, and that was when to end it. I was pissed when he saved me, wanting to be put out of my misery. But I’m grateful he did because, for once, he gave me the will to finally live.” Cara sobbed, and my heart broke even more.
“We’ll get out of here.” I promised her. Whatever I had to do, I had to get her out of here. “You deserve to live a normal…ish life with Tank Man ‘cause let’s be honest, they’re anything but normal.” I lightly chuckled, trying to somehow lighten the mood.
“I do want that normal-ish life with my Tank Man.” She sighed.
“You will. But first, we need a plan to get the fuck out of here.”
one hundred ten
Damiano
I heard faint voices around me while the persistent burning sensation spread across my abdomen. Someone tapped my cheek, and I slowly opened my eyes. My vision was blurry, and I could see shadows above me. Their mouths moved as they spoke, but I couldn’t comprehend their words. I tried to move, but a sharp pain made me clench my jaw and grunt in discomfort.
