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ARYA’S POVBut Giovanni didn't even know where I was. He didn’t know what plane I was on or where it was going.I was alone. The realization made me cry until I was completely exhausted. Despite the terror, my body simply gave up. My eyes closed against my will, and I sank into a fitful, nightmare-filled sleep.A sharp pain across my face jerked me awake.Marco stood over me, his hand raised for another slap. "Wake up. We've landed."I blinked groggily, and through the window, I could see tarmac and buildings. A small airport, nothing like the major ones I had flown through before."Where are we?" My voice was hoarse.He smirked. "Somewhere the Valentis will never find you." He bent down and untied my ankles, though he left my hands bound. "Now, you're going to walk off this plane quietly and get in the car. Understood?""Where's Dante?" I asked instead. He answered gruffly. "He's already been taken to the house.""What?” I screeched in panic. “No! I need to see him! Has he been fe
ARYA’S POVI was having flashes of everything that had happened. The gunshot, the screams, the smell of burning tires.And Dante… my innocent baby boy who had somehow gotten wrapped in all of this. With a loud gasp, I jolted awake but instantly regretted it because a stabbing pain rushed through my entire body.“God!” I groaned, shutting my eyes but it was too late already.The damage was done. There was a sharp, throbbing pain in my temple where Marco had hit me. And an aching pain in my ankle where the bullet had torn through.And underneath it all, was a bone-deep terror that made everything else fade to background noise.I tried to move and couldn't.My eyes flew open again, panic rising to my throat as I realized my hands were bound behind my back. My ankles were tied together with rough rope that bit into my skin.And I was on a plane. I eyed the plush leather seats, the bright harsh lights and the smell of something floral in the air. The memory of Marco standing over me w
GIOVANNI’S POVThe name rang a bell instantly. It was a private airfield, and it should be forty-five minutes north of the city."When?"Enzo checked his watch. "If they left here right after the call and they had to have, given the timeline, they'd be arriving at the airfield right about now."Hope and terror warred in my chest. "How fast can we get there?"Enzo shook his head. "If we leave right now? I’ll say thirty minutes at best.""Make it twenty. Move!" I snatched the paper from his hold and stormed out of the house, my heart pounding in anticipation. The rest of the team were ordered to follow behind us. I didn’t know what to expect at the airport but I wanted us to be prepared. We were catching Marco and we were catching him today. In a bluer, we flew through the city with out sirens blaring, and the team following in convoy. Enzo was on the phone coordinating with local police, getting us clearance to use emergency lanes.I gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles
GIOVANNI’S POV"MOVE FASTER!"I was already pushing ninety on city streets, weaving through morning traffic with Enzo white-knuckling the door handle.He glared at me, his face flushed with rage. "Gio, we're going to crash if we keep going ate rate.”"I don't care!" My hands were shaking on the wheel. "She called, Enzo. Arya called. She's with Marco right now and she sounded terrified."The phone call played on loop in my mind. Her broken voice calling out to me and although it was faint, I heard the baby cooing in the background. I had no idea what she was going through and if Marco was the sadistic bastard that I thought he was then it wouldn’t be anything good. It didn’t help that the line had gone dead just before she could give me the address . And when I had tried to call back, nothing.But I knew without a doubt that shr was in yhe lasu location Eno found. "The team is already en route," he said, pulling up the address on his tablet. "They'll meet us there. We'll get her, Gi
ARYA’S POVI had no idea where I was going. I just knew I had to get away.The GPS screen in the dashboard flickered to life. I jabbed at it with one hand while steering with the other, trying to pull up a map that would tell me where I was, how to get to…Where? The Vitale mansion? The police? I shook my head. I just needed to get somewhere, anywhere that wasn't here. So I pressed the coordinates of my family home and the screen flared to life. I laughed in relief, tears of joy springing to my eyes. “Yes!”"We're okay, Dante," I said again, more to convince myself than him. "We're getting out. We're-"BANG.Something hit the back of the car, jolting us forward and I screamed, swerving.When I looked at the rearview mirror, I saw him and my heart dropped.Marco had found another car, a bright red sportscar and he was crazily on our tail. His head was out the driver's seat, a shotgun in his hand.How many fucking guns did he have!?"STOP THE CAR!" His voice carried even over the eng
ARYA’S POVMarco was in the living room, throwing items into a duffel bag. "About time. The car's out front. Let's go.""Marco." I whispered"Not another word. Move."I walked toward the door, my mind racing. Once we were in the car, my opportunity would be gone. I needed to…A phone rang, cutting off my thoughts. It was the landline, mounted on the kitchen wall. My heart jumped, could it be…I looked behind me, Marco had not noticed yet. This could be my chance. Running quickly, I rushed towards the phone and grabbed the receiver. "Hello?"No one said anything for a moment and my heart almost dropped in disappointment. But then I heard, "Arya?"The voice made my knees buckle but I steadied myself and gripped the phone tighter. "Giovanni?" I could barely breathe. "Oh my God, Giovanni. Is that you?"I could hear him speak in rapid Italian, shooting orders. My heart tightened even further and a smile nearly crossed my lips. He still sounded the same, although his voice has a raspin
ARYA’S POV"What? Why!?” I could barely keep my voice low. Giovanni just shrugged. “We can stay here anymore.”“We can't stay here anymore?" I repeated, my voice rising with disbelief. "But… but we just got here""We've been here for weeks," Giovanni interrupted. “Besides, this was supposed to be
ARYA’S POVI turned slowly to find Giovanni standing there, still wearing the same clothes from this morning. He looked at me like he wanted to snap my neck in half.A sharp exhale left my lips. "How did you find me?”His hand shot out, wrapping around my throat then he leaned in close, his grey ey
GIOVANNI’S POVI stared at the ceiling of my bedroom, watching as the morning light slipped in through the curtains. Sleep had been impossible. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Arya moving against me with desperate need, and making sounds that had nearly destroyed my self-control.I did the righ
ARYA’S POVI just finished my third cup of gelato when the brain freeze hit me like an ice pick to the forehead."Ow," I gasped, pressing my hand to my temple.Rosa, the gelato shop attendant, laughed from behind the counter. "You eat too fast, bella! You must savor it, not inhale it like a vacuum!







