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~ Nico ~
I sucked in a shaky breath as consciousness came back to me in a flash. I groaned as I lifted my head and glanced around. Even if the light was low, I still blinked as they adjusted.
I didn't recognize the room I was in. The walls were tall and made of faded brick. The floor was cement. There was a large industrial light hanging from a beam overhead.
I think I was in some sort of warehouse.
I tried to remember what had happened, but everything was a complete blank. I remember the lunch at that fancy French restaurant and going to the bathroom. Stefano had gone into clear the bathroom. I had heard someone behind me and turned.
Everything had gone dark after that until now.
I was not enthused in the least to find myself here, especially since my hands were tied down. On the upside, I was sitting in a chair and not lying on the cold hard concrete. Downside, my hands were tied to the arms of the chair, my ankles to the legs.
I wasn't going anywhere.
When I saw the door start to open, I dropped my head forward and closed my eyes. I tried to slow my breathing as best as I could and not give any sign that I had woken up.
"I thought he'd be awake by now."
I swallowed tightly, barely keeping myself from shuddering at the sound of my mother's voice.
At least I now knew who was behind all of this.
"Did you give him too much?"
Oh, my father was here, too.
Yippee.
"I gave him what was in the syringe, sir."
That voice made me shudder. Nothing could have prevented it. I could have gone my entire life without running into Steve again.
"What time are we supposed to meet, Mr. Thomas?" my mother asked.
"Three hours," my father replied. "Do you think he'll be awake by then?"
"If he's not, I have something I can give him to counteract it."
"Why not just give that to him now?" my father asked.
"Because he can't be drugged up when he marries Genevieve, you idiot. It could invalidate the ceremony."
Seriously?
They still intended to marry me off to Gena?
Were they insane?
"Watch him," my mother ordered, "and come tell us when he wakes up. His bride is waiting for him and, apparently, he needs a reminder about his duty to this family."
"Oh, don't worry, Mrs. Rossi," Steve stated. "I won't take my eyes off of him."
Oh, hell no!
"You touch me," I snapped as I raised my head and opened my eyes, "and my husband will kill you."
"I knew you were faking it," my mother said. "You could never fool me."
