MasukFor the next five minutes, the only sound was that of Luca vigorously striking keys. Then he muttered a quick, "Yes!" and smiled. He turned the screen so that Massimo could better see it."We're in," Luca reported. "Only temporarily, of course—we've got fifteen minutes maximum."Massimo scanned the
"You know what," Massimo said into his cell phone, forcing his tone to stay casual. "You should clean up your place before you go anywhere.""I suppose I could be more thorough," Luca replied. "I don't like how much dust gets caught on the window's curtains.""Better to take care of that before alle
Massimo heard a car approach. He rushed to the windows, hoping that Elena had called a cab.But he didn't see a cab. Instead, he saw a nondescript black van pull up next to a nearby telephone pole. Massimo frowned.It didn't have any of the usual signage, but Massimo could recognize a repurposed FBI
Elena was so frustrated. Because this was the problem, wasn't it? How was she supposed to trust Massimo when he had been lying and sneaking around behind her back?Wasn't that just what her parents used to do? Wasn't Tyler using similarly ridiculous schemes—albeit with more force—to get her at his s
Elena tried to change directions but found herself at a dead end. Worst of all, the aisles were too cramped for her to slip by her step-mother. There was no way to avoid the woman."Are you ready to leave?"Elena hadn't been ready to hear that deep, steady voice again, but between Massimo and her st
Massimo stared at the fuel gauge, as if that would change the fact that the motorcycle didn't have much gas left. At least the damn thing beeped before it was completely empty—getting stranded on a deserted street with no easy way home truly would be the worst way to end this evening-into-morning ad
Many mafia members got out of their seats. Some were leaving to continue their vacation, but the rest were preparing for Elena's game of Russian Roulette. Tyler had, thankfully, taken himself and his date outside to get more refreshments for the room.Because apparently the punishment of an innocent
Elena arrived at the deck of the ship. She took a long, deep breath. Tonight was really getting out of hand.She needed to figure out what to say to Massimo—once he was sober. She shouldn't interfere in his relationship with his wife, but that included being the instigating force behind their break
Massimo waited at Pondspring Park. It was only a three minute walk from the docks the cruise ship had let all of its passengers off at—and that was with Massimo carrying both his and Elena's luggage.Why was it taking Elena and Aria so long to get here? Had Aria's flighty nature delayed them? Aria a
Elena's call immediately failed to go through. Either her husband's phone was off or he had seen her number and quickly declined her call.Or he had her number blocked.In Elena's heart, she knew that last option was the most likely one. Though she had tried to stay true to him, her husband really d







