Hang on…
DAMIANMy heart lurches in my chest as I take in Liliana’s bruised and bloodied face. She’s alive. She’s still alive.Thank God!“Damian,” she whimpers, relief flooding her eyes as she turns to see me. “You’re here,” she adds, even more breathlessly.I cross the threshold of the room and take the knife out of her hands, then go to work, untying her legs. She’s shaking the whole time which pushes me to even work faster. Liliana gasps all of a sudden, prompting me to look up. She’s looking above me, face aghast. “Step away from her, right now.” A cold voice speaks from behind me. It’s not anything familiar like I’m used to. When I turn, a masked man is standing at the entrance with a gun in hand. His form is anything but graceful. That’s how I know he’s no match for me. I pinch the tip of the bread knife in a discreet manner, preparing to flick it towards him when Liliana is yanked away from me suddenly. My head snaps in her direction to realize I’m the only one in the light now an
LILIANAThe pain that courses throughout my belly is unfathomable. I never would have thought even in a million years that Kyle would raise a hand on me. That crushes me so deeply but I know if I keep wallowing in my pain, he would hold it as an advantage over me.Deep breaths, Lily, and steel. I recite to myself over and over like a cursed mantra. Footsteps soon echo from outside the room but it’s so dark I can only make out the area around me where light illuminates over my head. And…is that a bread knife? I squint, leaning forward as far as my restraints will let me, just to be sure I’m not seeing things. But I’m not.It’s a knife. A fucking bread knife. Serrated and shiny under the dangling bulb. Right there–on a stainless cart a few inches away, like someone left it behind in a rush. “How can two adults be such careless idiots?” I mutter, breathless. I glance toward the door even though I can’t tell if it’s still closed or not. If I want to get out of here in one piece, then
LILIANASilence and the smell of moist dung permeates the air surrounding me. It feels like my lungs, against my wishes, have shut out oxygen and now I’m going to die in the middle of nowhere. “Wake…” The rest of the words fade out, dancing around me like a failing descendo. A sudden chill crawls along my arm which for some reason I cannot move. The movement gradually ascends to my collarbone, up my neck before settling for brushing slightly around my chin. That raspy voice comes again. “Wake up, Princessa…”I fight hard to claw my way to the surface of consciousness, hanging onto the light I can see until I’m gasping back to life. “Finally.” Someone’s gravelly voice grates out. “Didn’t know she was that weak.”“Yeah, asshole.” Another voice retorts in a snarky manner which I find familiar. “That’s why you almost killed her before the show’s final performance. Told you she’s still a tenderling. Let’s just hope this works out well and we’re able to lure him here.” My eyes open up t
DAMIANIt feels like I’m spinning round and round in goddamn circles. We hit a dead end and still–nothing. No trail. No fucking clue in sight. Just the image of her stuck in the back of my mind as she falls out of reach.The harder I try to grab on, the more she slips.I grip the steering wheel harder with eyes wide open and jaw locked. I can’t lose her again. I’d stop breathing before that happens. Hell, I won’t survive it. Zoran rings my phone and I snatch it before the second buzz. “Any progress?” It’s his weary sigh that makes my heart stop beating for two whole seconds. “It has to be something good, right?” I whisper, hopeful even though it’s fast withering.“I’m not gonna kid you bro, it’s not what you expect.” His tone is grim. “My team’s been combing through every traffic cam, every damn exit, looking for something out of order—anything. We caught one car behaving off. Black Mercedes taking weird turns, but…”I wait with bated breaths for this one, scared that uttering a word
DAMIANI see someone tug Liliana out of the way just in time as the chandelier crashes between us. My knees almost give out as relief sinks into me.THANK FUCK.My hands cannot stop trembling in the knowledge that I was so close to losing her forever. One step forward, the lights go off and shooting erupts out of nowhere. I dive quickly to where I remember seeing Liliana to pull her with me but when my hands reach out…She’s not there. “Liliana?” Fear climbs up my spine again. My hands reach behind me where I have guns tucked in. The nerve of these bastards to attempt a thing like this is so daring. So bold. “Fucking cowards,” I mutter under my breath as I grab the night vision goggles in my inner jacket. Number one rule of the mafia: never be caught off guard. A bullet strikes me in the upper arm, narrowly avoiding my chest, the force of it making me stagger. I look up in time to see an armed man with a gun slung around his shoulders. One bullet in his kneecap. Another between h
LILIANAThe next couple of weeks roll past before I can fully blink and in no time, I’m standing in the middle of a murmuring crowd with a glass of champagne in my grip. Music swirling around me, glowing chandelier lights…and everybody has fancy masks on.Nikolai and I decided to take it up a notch and move the theme to something a lot of people would love. Something a lot…fancier. And I think I nailed it.Seeing everything unfold so beautifully despite the weight of the pressure which almost crushed me, I feel proud to boldly say that…“You did it,” Theodore stops by my side, grinning, with a glass in his hand. He’d been handling all the small talk while I just stood there and smiled, offered a few words and surveyed the hall for–for who?To pull myself from going down that lane, I turn to look at him with a gentle smile curving around my lips. “We did it. It was all you, all I did was follow your lead.”“Stop being so humble.” He waves at someone. “You weren’t so hard to teach–” he l