LOGINI need to know if he’s okay. I’m reaching for my phone on the nightstand just as the door opens.“You’re up and moving, I see.” A man walks into the room. He has on navy blue scrubs and a surgical mask around his face. All I can see are his deep-set eyes and thick eyebrows.“I feel mostly okay,” I tell him. “A little sore, I think.”Stiffness is already setting in along my neck and shoulders. But considering I could be dead on the side of the road, I’m grateful it isn’t worse.“Soreness is to be expected after the kind of accident you had. What caused your accident, do you know?” His voice is muffled from the mask, making it difficult to hear him. None of the other nurses have had masks on, so I want to ask why he’s wearing one, but I also don’t want to be rude.“The driver lost control,” I lie.I’m not about to tell this man or anyone else that I lunged at Xena and tried to steer us off the road. I don’t think I did anything wrong; Xena was threatening my life, after all. But I don’t
BELLEHands are everywhere.My arms. My legs. I feel straps around my ankles and my midsection, holding me down. But they hardly seem necessary. I barely have the strength to open my eyes.“Heart rate rising,” a male voice says. “Blood pressure, too.”“She’s waking up,” a woman agrees.The strange voices are a shot of adrenaline to my system, but I keep my eyes closed. I have no clue what is going on, and I need a second to figure it all out.It’s like I’m underwater, treading water and fighting for the surface, but I don’t know which way is up. I’m not even sure how I ended up here.“Ma’am?” the male voice says, sounding far too gentle to be a kidnapper or assassin. But then again, I thought Xena Simatou was my friend, so what the hell do I know?Xena. Her name is like a key, unlocking the part of my brain that makes sense of all of this.Xena picked me up from Nikolai’s house.Xena tricked me into going with her.Xena was going to kill me.“Her heart rate is climbing again,” the fem
He eyes me skeptically. I must look even worse than I feel. But he nods once and then takes off at a sprint. I follow down the block and around the corner.Halfway down the next street, he skids to a stop next to a white pickup truck.“Get in.”I move around to the passenger side and climb into the truck. The man gets in the driver’s side and reaches for the ignition. As he does, I rip his gun out of his hold and press it to his temple.He curses under his breath. “You don’t want to do that, Nikolai.”“You don’t know a damn thing about what I want.”“I know one thing,” he warns. “If you pull that trigger, Belle is as good as dead.”2NIKOLAIThe moment Belle’s name slips out of his mouth, I shift my finger to the trigger. “Do you want to die? If so, say her name again. I’ll put this bullet in your brain without a fucking moment of hesitation.”“It’s not a threat,” he says quickly. I can practically hear his heart pounding in his chest. “Not my threat, anyway. It’s just a fact. Xena wi
NIKOLAISome pain takes a while to be felt.I tackle the Battiato soldier to the ground just as he pulls the trigger. Heat explodes along my right side. Right now, it’s a burning sensation more than anything. But the real pain will come later, once the adrenaline and rage wears off. Once I truly realize what’s happened.I grab the barrel of the gun, burning my hand in the process, and twist it to the side. With my other hand, I clock the bastard in the jaw. His head snaps to the side while his body flails.It’s a reminder of how much can change in an instant. Seconds ago, he was on the right side of his gun, feeling supremely overconfident. Now, his feet scrabble across the dry dirt for purchase while we brawl over his gun.Not that I need the reminder. My best friend rolled up to the scene on the back of his motorcycle and now, he’s deathly still in the grass behind me. I’m trying not to think about it.That’s another pain that will come soon enough.“There are more men coming,” the
The truck hits my passenger side door at full speed, sending my little Ferrari spinning like a fucking top.I don’t know how many times the vehicle spins, but when I open my eyes, the road is gone and all I see is the cloudless blue sky.For a moment, I think I might be dead. Maybe this is the transition to heaven.But then I realize if heaven and hell are real, I’m almost certainly heading down. Plus, I can still hear Arslan’s muffled voice roaring through my speaker phone.“Nikolai! What the fuck happened? Are you there? Hello? Nikolai!”I blink a few times and then take in my surroundings. My car ended up ramped on top of another vehicle along the side of the road, the hood angled up towards the sky. All my windows are shattered and smoke is pouring out from under the hood.But I’m alive, and I’m not injured. Not as far as I can tell, anyway.I unclip my seatbelt with a groan and reach for my phone where it fell in the backseat. Twisting around sends a sharp pain lancing down my ne
"He's the exception," she admits. "But only because he was fucking clueless.""‘Was’?" I ask, not missing her use of the past tense."My brother never wanted to lead. He never knew how to. He could puff out his chest with the best of them, but when it came to the moments that truly mattered, he folded. Even before he became don, he came to me for advice. He swore I'd be his second-in-command.""And were you?"She nods. "Secretly. Because unlike so many men in this world, I don't need the recognition. Spare me the gold busts and towering statues. I'm fine with creeping behind the scenes and wielding the real power."We're still driving way too fast, but the roads are widening and the traffic is thinning out. We're moving out of the city now. I want to ask where we're going, but I know she won't tell me. Part of me doesn't even want to know."The thirst for power must run in the family," I say. "Your brother killed your parents so he could inherit the Bratva, right?""Giorgos?" Xena lau







