Dean Frost's POVI try to focus on the papers, but it's impossible. It's like I don't have the ability to understand what I read. My body is here inside the car, but my mind has already reached the building and crossed the penthouse straight to the room of that intrepid little girl.Since she saw me she could recognize me as the ex-fiancé of her best friend. However, she has not mentioned our meeting a month ago in this same city.She does not remember me…The rage surges once more and I feel like shaking her hard, then ripping her brain open. How is it possible that she has forgotten me? Me!I am going to punish her because nobody forgets me. It is time to start her ordeal.'And to possess her,' a voice in my head adds. However, I deny the idea no matter how much tempting it may be. It is not time yet, first I have to drive her crazy, then catch her and in the end she will fall round before my feet, crying out for mercy and singing the weaknesses of my enemies to the rhythm of Travia
Leah Falco's POVI am trapped, cornered between his body and I have no way to escape. The closeness of hia skin sends me into painful spasms, and his unusual body temperature ignites sparks in the pit of my stomach.His lips are only a few insignificant centimeters apart, making me feel hia breath.Oh my Godness! Is he going to kiss me?I see him coming. I see him coming, dammit! And I do nothing at all to stop him.What the hell are you doing, Leah Falco?'No, no, no,' I chide myself.'Don't even think about kissing him!'However, as much as my rational part fights to get out of here afloat, my brain insists on locking it up and doing what it wants.He is going to kiss me. Damn, I'm going to let him kiss me! Then a rumble outside catches us both off guard and we jump up at the same time."The show has started," I hear him snort as I try to control my racing heartbeat. The organ wants to come out of my mouth and I have no idea how to stop it.I'm fucking crazy. Devil has brainwashed m
Leah Falco's POV'Get me out of here'The thought crosses my mind, but I dismiss it after mulling it over for a few seconds. I don't know who this man is, or where he came from or if this is just a Devil's trick. Plus, I prefer a known bad guy than a unknown good one. 'Not that you know Mr. Frost very well,' my subconscious jumps out."Just now…" I swallow hard still tempted to beg for help. How I wish he was my Prince Charming from my own novel! However, for some reason my instinct prevents me from believing him, "no.""Are you sure?" He pulls out a wad of bills to hand into my hands. "With this you could leave this life and be free."Free… how much I would like to be."I appreciate it, sir," I half-smile, "but I don't think I'm going to need it.""There must be something I can give you, a memory so you have this night always present."'I don't think I'll ever forget this night'I lower my eyes searching for the most correct way to reject his offer and then, something shines before
Leah Falco's POVThe man lies dying on the floor, while the blood stain spreads across the carpet and I can do nothing but watch him, completely stunned.What have I done?What the fuck have I done?!'I have killed him''I'm a killer!'"Damn…", I hear him growl through clenched teeth and then, I react."Oh my Godness!" I clap my hands over my mouth before running to his side to help him. "Help!" I yell wildly as I yank his shirt open. "What the hell have you done?""It was you… little girl", he still has the strength to speak, so I'm not completely lost. "Isn't… that what you…wanted?""Shut up!" I utter hysterically as I cover the wound with trembling hands. "Somebody help me, dammit!"Shit! The blood does not stop gushing out in droves, the Devil begins to rave, and hysteria overwhelms me when no one responds to my sobbing calls."What's wrong...?", a guy with copper hair that I hadn't seen before bursts into the place, being stunned to see the panorama. "Dean? What the fuck…? What ha
Leah Falco's POVWhat should I do?I can't say anything and risk losing someone, but... I can hear the voice of the person I love the most in the world. The only one with the ability to calm me down.I don't doubt it and with trembling fingers, I dial the number while holding back sobs."Hi…" it is all I can say."For our Lord Jesus Christ!" Tears betray me when I hear her exclamation and reality hits me all at once. "Where have you been, Leah Falco?""I'm on vacation," I manage to lie."Without telling anyone? Have you lost your mind?!" I don't even pull away when her shriek threatens to hurt my ear drum. "Or do you mean to drive Romeo and me mad?""I'm sorry, okay?" I hold my breath to hold back a sob. "I had an emotional crisis and you know how I am.""Where are you?""I came to the orphanage," I bite my lower lip, "I missed Mrs. Clarice and the children. I don't know how long I'll stay, but it will be a long time," I admit ruefully. "There's no good coverage, so don't call me. I'll
Leah Falco's POVFebruary fourteenth, better known as Valentine's Day.For many people it is their favorite day of the year, for me it is the worst and if it were in my hands, I would delete it from the calendar. I have hated this day for as long as I can remember, since it reminds me of what I am: an orphan girl. The woman who gave birth to me did not hesitate to leave me at the door of a church, without caring about the dark night, or the cold, or the fact I had only been born a few hours ago.Fucking Adriano Di Lauro. My best friend has forced me to come to this party, just because his wife wanted to keep an eye on me. So I have travelled from Florence to Oakland just to get drunk alone and walk over the hotel's backyard. "Are you lost little girl?"I gaze at the voluptuous bony figure and even lift my head as far as I can to see him completely, due to the difference in height.My God, what a man! He is not Italian, "because he has spoken too perfect in English," but he is like ch
Leah Falco's POVHis lips dance against mine and I can do nothing but respond. It is something stronger than me, my body does not obey orders of my brain and it is that it is more than fried, charred and useless.Devil is delusional, so am I; we have both become slaves to the fever.I take him by the neck while I wiggle over his abdomen, seeking to relieve the burning. His hands grip my waist to the point that I feel like he's going to pull my intestines out, but I don't stop him.I'm crazy!All the screws with nuts, lag bolts and everything are gone. I'm letting myself be kissed by my kidnapper and the worst thing is that the feeling of having already lived through this scene remains in force in the depths of my lower abdomen."You haven't caught up to me yet…little girl," he gasps against my lips, freezing me on the spot, "but you're on the right track."As if it were a dream, Devil falls back into unconsciousness and I get out of bed and walk backwards having the impression of havi
Dean Frost's POVI'm not surprised she responds to my kiss, since I'm aware she's attracted to me. What I did expect was a bit of resistance at the beginning. However, here she is, surrendered to the passion which floods us.She has remembered me, I could see it in her expression when I asked her and for that, I have caught her off guard.Damned woman! If I had known earlier I would have kissed her from the start.As I have grown accustomed to, Leah Falco once again baffles me.Frenzy overtakes my senses, I drag her onto my lap and refuse to let go of her lips. I didn't let her breathe, but I fed her with my air, my anxiety and my desire. However, I find it impossible to contain the groan of pain when I make a sudden gesture with my wounded arm.That seems to be the trigger to make her react and she walks away from me in an apparent state of shock."Damn it!", I gasp again in pain and at the same time enraged to break the aura."Careful," she walks over in alarm to stop my movements.