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Crave The Enemy Chapter 50: I Get It
SASHAChapter 50 – Sasha’s POVI Get ItThe session ends with a low whimper escaping my lips. The room spins as I try to make out her silhouette. My body aches like a war was waged on it.The word for it is physiotherapy but nah, what Sorellina does should be illegal.No, not should be—it is illegal.Her mask lies on the tray table while she stands near the lamp.She’s changed the tulle skirt for black leggings and an oversized sweater that swallows her. She busies herself with the tools: a syringe, a note that I have no idea what she writes in it or why she even has it. But something I’ve come to notice is the way her shoulders sag when she thinks I’m not watching.“Why the mask?” The question slips out before I can stop myself. I sit up straighter, the chair creaking under me. “All these years, you’ve been doing this. We both know you’re not doing it for the money. So why do you do it?”She freezes mid-note, her pen hovering over the paper. For a beat the room is silent. She doesn't
Crave The Enemy Chapter 49: Home Is Sasha
DOMENICO I barely slept. Two hours in, and I was choking on a fucking nightmare. The part that irks me the most is that I woke up expecting Sasha to hold me and tell me it would all be okay—but he wasn’t there.I've gotten so used to waking up tangled with him that even now, in the afternoon, I still feel weird.Then word reaches me that dear old Dad wants a job done. He says a rival boss is “overstepping” and demands that I go have a conversation with him.Which plainly means killing him, by the way.I dress for the “peace talk.” The Vescari ring weighs heavy on my fingers, and I get the urge to yank it off.My phone pings with a text. From my father.Giuseppe: Domenico.And that was it. Just my name. And yet I find myself shuffling quickly to go downstairs.God, I hate that man so much. What I hate more is the fact that I still want to please him after all he’s done.I walk into the council chambers with my head held high, like a Don.Who am I kidding? I feel like a homeless drunka
Crave The Enemy Chapter 48: You Did What You Had To Do
NICOThe flight back to Naples was a blur. I stared out the window at the endless blue, willing it to swallow me whole. But the plane touched down anyway, depositing me into the viper’s nest I'd fled not so long ago.The estate loomed at the end of the driveway—Giuseppe's kingdom, built on blood and betrayal. And now, mine to inherit. Today’s events are gonna piss me off, I’m sure of that.The gravel crunched under my boot as I stepped back, the enforcers flanking me instantly. Their eyes said what their mouths couldn't—the prodigal son.I straightened my jacket, the silk lining chafing against the fresh tattoo on my ribs; a Vescari crest that Giuseppe demanded because I would soon be the leader.“Domenico.” Giuseppe’s voice cuts through the courtyard, laced with the false warmth he tries—and fails—to show the world. He stands at the palazzo steps, his silver hair slicked back and his suit tailored to hide the mon
Crave The Enemy Chapter 47: Well He Left Me.
SASHAShe undoes her mask with slow precision, it hits the floor with a soft thud.Sorrelina Vescari, aka Svetlana.I always wondered how a child as young as her could be so comfortable inflicting so much pain on others. The first time I saw her, I almost laughed because she looked so feeble, nobody would have thought that she was harbouring so much inside.Now everything makes sense. The first time I saw Nico, he looked eerily familiar and it scared the shit out of me. Then the time when Sorrelina visited and everything flew into place.No wonder she could stomach all that torture. I’m guessing she’s using this as an outlet. And I know damn well that Nico has no idea about this.This torture session might actually be fun for the both of us. If she doesn't decide to torture first and ask questions later, that is.“You look like shit, Sasha,” she says, her tone lighter but her eyes? They
Crave The Enemy Chapter 46: Sorrelina To You
SASHASvetlana. The name detonates in my gut and makes me want to throw up whatever is left in there. Memories assault me, screaming, begging, sweat, the pungent smell of piss. Aiden shuts his eyes for a moment as if trying to reign in his rage. He remembers, in fact I think he had it worse than me.I know not to protest, I did it last time and it only worsened her ‘methods’. I exhale and try to ignore the tremors in my fingers.Aiden inches closer, as if being careful not to trigger me, “Sasha," he murmurs, I already know what he wants to suggest, and it's not possible. “Svetlana… she's a last resort, We can Stall, you can refuse to go there.” “No,” I grit out. “We both know how that ended the last time, I'm not going for a repeat.” Aiden glares at me, he knows fully well that I could try and fail, but he's the type that keeps trying, I know when to give up, on most cases.
Crave The Enemy Chapter 45: Recovery
SASHAMy eyes flicker open and i immediately regret it because the white light threatens to blind my eyes.Where the fuck am I? Last I checked, I don't sleep with the light on. Ever.Except occasionally when Nico..Nico. The scent of antiseptic hits me as memories rush in. The fight club, Aiden who had followed me to a meeting for the first time in God knows how long, the noise at the place that was so unbearable that I had to get some relief from something and then, the moments when I was drifting between consciousness and unconsciousness with my senses flooded with Nico's cologne.My heart stings when I remember what led me back to a hospital, after so many years of doing very good, I'm back at this place again, because I was seeking for relief. I didn't want to do that, I didn't like doing it, but then, when it gots to be too much, I found myself searching for any form of an outlet, even if it's was by hurting
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