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He smirked.“You look just like your thief of a father.”
My eyes narrowed at his statement. “Where’s my father and mother?” I asked around the gag.
The man went off on a tangent, pacing back and forth. ‘Frank stole my Gwen. I hope he rots in hell.’ I thought I’d vomit from his words. The feral man I can be came out. I tried standing tied to the chair. His fist slid across my jaw. “No, you will listen. I was supposed to marry Gwen. Your gangster father came to our town and wooed my woman. He took her back to America. When she returned, she cradled a small bundle in her arms.” He glared over his shoulder. “It was you. She apologized profusely for breaking my heart. She said Peter I’m so sorry. Frank makes me happy. He’s the right man for me. My life was never the same. I’m still friends with Gwen’s brother, Nick. He said Frank and Gwen were coming to Greece. I took him to the bar, and he spilled his guts. He told me what hotel they were staying in since he was meeting them there for lunch. I followed them around Kamari. Learned they’d visit this cave. The same cave she and I came to when we were teenagers. Then he went off on another rant. Said he’d lived in America for a year trying to get close to my mother, but guards surrounded her.”
Franco squeezed his eyes shut. He said, “You’ll pay for your father’s sins.”
He crouched behind me. I felt heat on my skin. I screamed at the top of my lungs. No one heard me. No one was coming for me.
He yelled, “I hate Frank and his mafia spawn!”
It felt like someone was cooking my skin over a barbecue grill. The smell of steak wafting through the air was the skin on my back. You don’t know what that’s like to inhale your burning flesh,’” he bit out.
Franco never stopped stroking my skin. I wanted to fall into his lap. Tell him it would be ok. I’d help him through the trauma he’d obviously never healed from.
“‘He said, ‘You’ll die here just like your parents did.’ The heat seared my skin longer this time.’”
Franco glanced up at me briefly.
“I passed out from the pain.”
His lips pressed against my shin.
“Peter left me for dead. I was in that cave for three days until Clip found me. If my friend hadn’t come, I wouldn’t be here now. Peter sedated Clip too, then stabbed him four times in his abdomen. Housekeeping found him in a pool of blood. The paramedics took Clip to the hospital. Barely able to walk, Clip left the hospital. My best friend saved my life.” Franco smirked.
“My best friend takes his job seriously with my safety. He doesn’t let anyone get close to me but you.”
He pressed another warm kiss to my leg.
“Did you ever find Peter?”
Franco shook his head. “No. It’s like he vanished. I haven’t returned to Greece either to look for him. It’s been six years. I had a team recover my parents’ bodies. Their bodies were hidden under a bolder in the cave.”
“I’ll tell you what’s sick. I get off on burning people alive.”
My eyes widened.
His uncomfortable chuckle hit the air. “I told you it was sick.”
Sipping my drink, I looked away. “I stabbed a man in the throat, shoved his body onto a rod, then burned his body like I was at a pig roast.”
Franco grabbed my chin, forcing my gaze on him. I hadn’t heard him stand.
“Kennedy, you like killing.”
I tried snatching my face from his grip. “It’s ok. If you don’t want to kill anymore, that’s fine.”
Franco crushed my lips. “I can’t let you go,” he murmured.
“What?” I shrieked.
Franco flashed a cocky grin and sank onto the piano seat. His fingers glided across the keys again. I inched forward to hop down.
He placed a hand on my hip. “Where do you think you’re going?”
Franco closed the fallboard over the keys. “Drink,” he ordered.
For some reason, I did.
