Do you know why we even thought you were cheating in the first place? Because you fucking self sabotage, man. Every relationship you have ever been in—" Kenny mouthed off and I shut him down.
"Don't you know why? I thought you of all people would understand why, Ken. I self sabotage for her. I let every other girl go for her. I met the love of my life eight years ago, only I was too stupid to see it. Despite how fucked up I was from everything with Jeff and my mom, from the moment she spoke to me for the first time, I loved her. I spent seven years trying not to need her, but nothing stops the yearning. I love her so much that no other woman could compete. When she went to Chicago for months at a time, I felt so fucking sick that I could barely function. How am I supposed to be without her forever, Ken?" I implored, trying to make him understand. "Scott, I love Stacy. I loved you guys for each other from the getgo. You know that, but this isn't healthDo you know why we even thought you were cheating in the first place? Because you fucking self sabotage, man. Every relationship you have ever been in—" Kenny mouthed off and I shut him down. "Don't you know why? I thought you of all people would understand why, Ken. I self sabotage for her. I let every other girl go for her. I met the love of my life eight years ago, only I was too stupid to see it. Despite how fucked up I was from everything with Jeff and my mom, from the moment she spoke to me for the first time, I loved her. I spent seven years trying not to need her, but nothing stops the yearning. I love her so much that no other woman could compete. When she went to Chicago for months at a time, I felt so fucking sick that I could barely function. How am I supposed to be without her forever, Ken?" I implored, trying to make him understand. "Scott, I love Stacy. I loved you guys for each other from the getgo. You know that, but this isn't health
It had been a week since Stacy and I got back from Chicago. We were crashing in the cottage since it seemed to give her peace of mind. She was under house arrest, so she couldn't exactly change her mind now anyway. She went straight back to hitting the books after we slept for a day, only waking up to eat and drink. Their deal was still in limbo as we waited for Don Angelo to wake up, but Jeff still accommodated Stacy taking her exams as part of their arrangement. He sent over an FBI escort to take her to campus and bring her home after as needed. Adjusting was hard. For the first few days, every time I touched her, all I saw was that gun in her hand while she stood over Joey's still body. I kissed her head and laid my hands on her shoulders when I took her meals anyway. She didn't touch me back, but I could tell she wanted my presence. Expected it. Or maybe that was just wishful thinking. Either way, she had to eat and she certainly wasn't feeding herself. I had to consta
"A deal is a deal. Give it to him," I said, sitting in between Luca and Scott while I waited to be interrogated by the great Director Brady himself."Are you sure? Technically the deal was whoever brings you home gets the dead man's switch. He didn't—" Scott said, but Luca cut him off."Here I was thinking we spent the last three days building trust. Is it even worth taking it?" he asked with a knowing smirk. "It's encrypted," I admitted, surprising my poor boyfriend, like he didn't have enough to deal with as it was. "Since when?" Scott asked in disbelief. "You know what? Whatever," he said, handing Luca the usb drive containing the dead man's switch. "Are you going to decrypt it for him?" "No. That's okay though. I'm fine with her being the next Don Luciano," said Luca, his eyes meeting mine. "What the fuck are you talking about?" asked an irritated Scott."Don't be slow, Scott. It's beneath you. She encrypted it b
"I know, baby. I love you too," I said and I knew this one was a bit of a stretch, but I was thinking of the night she let me back into her pussy after we spent three weeks hooking up like we were having an affair. You were so patient with me and my stupid vibrator hang up. I wish I could take you home and be patient with you. This earned me a blow to the back that sent me falling forward onto my hands. I forced my head to look up at her despite the pain reverberating through my muscles and ribs. She took a deep breath. Blinked once and the terrifying eyes were back. Even if she didn't kill me, he would. That was the promise he made to her. It's okay, baby. Just don't forget. "I love you, baby. Ready to go?" I said with a patient smile, unable to believe that the last time I said I loved her was because I was showing off in front of her friends.I reached out to her, probably with pleading eyes. Luca was suspiciously quiet next to me. I threw him a look and he gave me a small s
Did you blush for that one, Stace? Baby, the idea that I might hurt you devastated me so much that night in Rome. It was all I could do to let myself pleasure you. Remember how I helped you drown out the pain. All he wants for you is pain. Let me be the joy he can never offer you."What was it like these past few days, being back here? Playing a game with life and death stakes with me? Against someone who is your equal?" he implored her, tempting her.I wasn't sure if it was working or not, but he was so taken with her, he flat out ignored me. As though unwilling to win by some trick or antics.This one was going to hurt a little, but she needed to hear it."Clearly telling you I love you every day isn't enough. For some fucked up reason, you don't believe I will always love you, no matter what dumb shit we go through," I said, willing her to believe that that was as true today as it had been that night in P
What the fuck was wrong with this fucked up son of bitch? That was his fucking son. Her fucking brother. Joey's eyes were closed and he wasn't moving anymore. He already looked dead, but if there was even a chance of saving him, I had to make it happen. She wouldn't come back from this. No matter how much bad blood was between her and Joey, she would never be able to accept killing him.Was that hesitation I saw in her eyes? It was there for just a second, after she threw me a glance, but it was definitely there. Wasn't it? I was the one that said all the versions of her were mine. Not Don Angelo's, but fucking mine. He couldn't have a single bit of her.Somehow I knew she wouldn't believe that though. I was not even sure what I believed anymore. The shock was just so severe. There were no right words for this situation. I didn't have a clever thing to say to make her stop. At least present day Scott didn't.I thought back to