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Chapter 38: Nero

Author: Rose D' Arc
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For two days, I kept Dante at my feet like a dog.

He was more attentive than ever in these past two days, and I paid attention to it, and hated it.

Even as he had become so obedient, it was clear he was only doing it for that assassin, Marcel.

It grated on my nerves. Knowing that man had an effect on Dante was enough to make me want to kill him with my bare hands.

But I wasn’t going to, not yet. Because if Dante was this obedient to me now, how much more wo
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    The door swung open with a small creak, and I swiftly slipped inside, shutting the door quietly.My eyes scanned the area, finding nothing amiss.The walls were lined top to bottom on one side with shelves, with books on one side—I snorted at it, doubtful that a man like Eric Ceretti would spend his time reading—and the other side with all sorts of knick-knacks. And fucking expensive ones by the looks of it. I reached out, taking hold of a paperweight. It was a geoid gem, and the edges were lined with gold.I idly traced the object in my hand, moving towards the direction of the safe as Avi had informed me. There seemed to be no cameras or hiding spots, not like Nero’s.Amateur.As I opened the safe, my ears and eyes were alert. If anyone came in here then I would be in a whole world of trouble. I paused, listening for any footsteps as I turned the last lock of the safebox, before grabbing the handle and opening it with a creak.I spotted the documents, large files lining the safe

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    Seated on the couch facing the large french windows, the long-legged figure of Avi Ceretti lounged, smoking a cigarette.Watching Avi Cerreti, my gut roiled with something uncomfortable. After asking my meagre list of contacts in the underworld, I knew now that the Cerettis each held the largest information networks. Both father and son were at odds, too. And Avi was loyal to Nero. What could he possibly want to see me for?Watching him relax against the couch, I couldn't help but remember the way he and Nero had kissed that evening. The unpleasant feeling intensified sharply, acutely.“Mr Ceretti,” I called out, and he stiffened, his head snapping up, eyes wide with wonder and awe.“Dante Solace,” His voice was soft, smooth despite the fact he was an avid smoker “You truly are an assassin. I nearly had a heart attack,” He chuckled after saying so, rising to his feet.“You should stop smoking. There’s a child in this h

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    I refused to leave my bedroom until I was sure that bastard Nero was nowhere to be seen. He had flitted about the living and dining room like he was supposed to be there, unlike the many other days. He was often away working, but not today of all fucking days.I seethed inwardly, cursing every star that had brought me in contact with him. For the fact that he had killed Marcel… I hated him all the more. It was worse than when my father died. This time it wasn't simply pain and loss, it was a feeling of betrayal that enraged me to no end. I was powerless against it. Against him.A gentle knock came on the door, one that made me frown slightly.Only when it came the second time did I deign to rise from my bed and stride over to the door, opening it.“Why hello, Dante,” Cara’s smooth voice was full of a mild amusement, as she gazed at me. “You’re a hard man to find today.”I refrained from scoffing and stepped back, letting her in. She sashayed in, appearing all the more elegant, her lip

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    Everything was…Quiet.Not peaceful, quiet, but something more frenzied bubbling underneath the surface.“Nero, you’ve done something to that flame of yours, haven't you?”Cara didn't even bother trying to hear my side of the story. Was Dante that important to her?I regarded her as I paused in my writing, glancing at her seated across from me in my study.“I’ve done nothing,” I stated nonchalantly.She smiled a little, clearly not believing my words. Her signature red lips and carefully tucked curls made her appear like she just stepped out of a vintage photograph.“Oh, remove that scowl from your face, Nero. You’ve done something,” Cara narrowed her eyes at me. Were it any other of our cousins, I wouldn’t have tolerated such. But this was Cara, the same one who had jumped into the pool to save me from Angelo and our other cousins back when she was barely 6 years old and not a skilled swimmer like myself.I exhaled slowly, schooling my expression consciously to remove any traces of

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    Nero had left again in the middle of the night.My body was marked with bruises, ones I had to cover with a long-sleeved black turtleneck sweater. Thank heavens it wasn’t overly hot today, I thought. And yet, I felt almost relieved. This was a far better bargain than simply using my body to get Angelo some information.If this would protect Marcel, and get him away from these people, then I would do so without a doubt.It wasn’t love, it was a sense of responsibility for him, and gratitude for his friendship. I wasn’t willing to sacrifice anyone but myself for my goals.Marcus found me as I sat in the living room after a quiet breakfast, relishing in the emptiness. He held a toy dragon in his hand, blue with the wings flapping as he ran to me.I caught him just as he was about to hit the edge of the couch.“Play with me, uncle Dante?” Marcus asked, his wide eyes blinking adorably. Too innocent to refuse him.I sighed. I had thought rest was imminent, only to forget this bundle of jo

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    For two days, I kept Dante at my feet like a dog.He was more attentive than ever in these past two days, and I paid attention to it, and hated it.Even as he had become so obedient, it was clear he was only doing it for that assassin, Marcel.It grated on my nerves. Knowing that man had an effect on Dante was enough to make me want to kill him with my bare hands.But I wasn’t going to, not yet. Because if Dante was this obedient to me now, how much more would he be if I had Marcel in my hands as a bargaining chip?I couldn’t sleep, not for the first time in the past few days. I listened to the clock tick in the background, every second precise, every minute without a single misstep.Dante slept soundly beside me, his breaths warm on my arm. I had been nothing short of cruel tonight, just like the last couple of nights.Through the dim lighting I saw his body marked with various fresh bruises, each one of them from me.

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