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CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE
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2026-04-24 23:29:20
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HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--23
NICORussia. I hate Russia already.Not because of the cold, though the cold is real enough — the moment we entered into Russia, the wind hit like it was personally offended by our presence, cutting straight through three layers of clothing like they weren't there. Not because of the snow blanketing everything in sight or the sky that looked grey and heavy and like it had been grey and heavy for months and intended to stay that way.I hate Russia because Vivian is somewhere in this country and I have no idea where.Three days. Three Fucking days of nothing — no calls, no messages, no trace, no thread I could pull without making it obvious that I was pulling it specifically for her. I searched every angle I could reach without showing my hand and came back empty each time. Which is almost impressive considering Vivian has never been particularly good at disappearing from me. Almost. But not quite. Because she's still gone.I sit back in my seat as the private jet begins its descent an
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION-22
VIVIANRussia always feels colder when I come back empty-handed.The private jet touches down sometime after midnight and by the time I step onto the tarmac the wind is already cutting through my coat, finding every gap in the fabric like it knows where to look. Nobody greets me. They don't need to. He knows I'm back. He always knows.I walk through the compound alone. The place hasn't changed — it never does, which is either comforting or disturbing depending on which version of myself I'm being when I arrive. Black stone. Steel doors. Cameras positioned in places most people would never think to look. Guards standing at every entrance with their faces deliberately blank, trained to give nothing away the same way I was trained to give nothing away.I've spent years here. This place raised me. That is the problem. It also owns me. The two things have always been the same thing and I stopped pretending otherwise a long time ago.I reach the inner corridor. Two guards open the doors wit
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--21
NICOThe message comes at exactly the right time.Come alone. I have something you need.No name. No explanation. I don't need either. I already know who sent it. Salvatore. For months every meeting with that man has been another piece of a puzzle I never asked to solve — every conversation, every half-truth, every carefully placed piece of information designed to keep me close enough to be useful and far enough away from whatever he was actually planning. But tonight is different. Because tonight I need something from him. Vivian. Answers. He should know at least something about who Shadow really is, and if anyone can lead me to her it's him. I drive to the location he sends me without telling anyone where I'm going. The building is abandoned when I arrive. Of course it is. Salvatore has always preferred places that look like nobody would bother coming to them — the kind of locations that exist in the gaps between things, forgotten by the city around them. I step through the doorway
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--20
“LIES TELL ME LIES BABY TELL ME HOW YOU HATE ME.”NICO.Something was wrong before I even opened my eyes.That awareness — the kind that lives in the body before the brain catches up — came the way it always comes after years of training yourself to notice small things. The shift of a curtain. An unfamiliar scent. The absence of a sound that should have been there. This morning it was none of those things specifically. It was simpler than that.The apartment felt empty.Too empty. I reached across the bed instinctively. Cold sheets. Vivian's side had been empty long enough for the warmth to leave completely. A small frown crossed my face and I told myself she was probably making coffee, or standing in my kitchen criticizing how little food I kept in the fridge. I could almost hear her voice doing it. I almost smiled at the thought. Almost.I sat up, rubbed a hand over my face, and walked toward the kitchen. "Vivian?"No answer.The living room was empty. The balcony too. I checked the
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--19
THE KEY THAT WASN'T ENOUGHVIVIAN.The drive to Dante's mansion felt longer than it actually was.I kept both hands on the steering wheel, eyes fixed on the empty road ahead, while the weight of Nico's keys sat in my jacket pocket like a stone. Not heavy in the physical sense. Heavy in the way things are heavy when they mean something you can't take back. This was it. Years of blood, lies, missions, and waiting had all been building toward tonight.I parked two streets away, killed the engine, and sat in the dark for exactly ten seconds. Then I got out. The mansion was almost eerily quiet without Dante and Sofia home. The place felt different — less alive, like a house holding its breath. The remaining guards followed their usual patrol routes exactly as I had memorized them over the last three months.Left corner. East gate. Rotate every ninety seconds.I counted under my breath. "Eighty-eight... eighty-nine... ninety."The guard turned. I moved.I slipped through the blind spot, vau
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--18
“THE LAST NIGHT I'LL EVER LIE TO YOU”VIVIAN.The soldiers were already celebrating before we even left the docks. Months of chasing a ghost had finally come to an end — or so they believed. Someone had produced a bottle of whiskey from nowhere, and another man was laughing loudly enough for the sound to carry across the water. For the first time in a long time, the tension hanging over Dante's organization had lifted. It felt like air coming back into a room that hadn't had any.I smiled when they smiled. Accepted congratulations that weren't meant for me. Played my part the way I'd been playing every part for four years.From the corner of my eye, I watched Nico.He hadn't moved. Everyone else had drifted back from the cliff where Shadow had supposedly fallen — the adrenaline worn off, replaced by relief and exhaustion. But Nico still stood exactly where he'd been standing when Xander went over, hands in his pockets, staring down at the black water below.He wasn't celebrating.He w
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER FOUR
“PAIN MADE US STRONGER, TEARS MADE US COLDER.”DANTE.The whiskey burns going down, but I barely notice anymore, alcohol over the years became like water to me, which–-well wasn’t such a great thing. I'm sitting in the guest room of Marco's house—my cousin's house, though I haven't seen the bastar
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER THREE
“NOT ALL DEMONS LIVE IN HELL.”SOFIA.I must have dozed off at some point because I woke to the sound of my bedroom door opening.My eyes snap open and I sit up quickly, my heart already racing before I'm even fully awake. The room is still dark but there's a stream of light from the hallway, and M
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER TWO
IF I CAN STILL BREATHE, I’M FINE.SOFIA.I can't sleep.I should be sleeping. I should have taken a pill or had a glass of wine or done something to knock myself out so I wouldn't be lying here obsessing over things that aren't my business. But I can't. My mind won't stop racing, won't stop wonderi
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER ONE
SOFIA.IF I TOLD YOU MY SECRETS YOU WOULD NEVER LOOK AT ME THE SAME.The thing about living with a man who doesn't love you is that you become very good at reading silences.I can tell the difference between Marco's "I'm working" silence and his "I wish you weren't here" silence. Between his "I'm t
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