His Pretty Little Liar - The Devil’s Snare - Book 1 のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

"Arrivederci," goodbye, Bianca hushes as the gun burns red as I stare the oncoming bullet in the eye. Gasping awake, I bolt upright in the bed, clinging to the sheets around me as my eyes adjust to the dark room that aided my nightmare. My breaths come jagged, and my mind reels from my dreams' alternate universe. One second—one decision. That's all it would have taken for me to be lying dead in that room alongside my parents. My sister isherein our compound, a risk to every man in this home. It's a risk to me. Who knows what's going through her mind right now? And what's worse, she's marrying Niko, a man who owns a whole fucking arsenal of guns in his walk-in closet. Looking back at Luca, I notice his steady and shallow breathing. Will she kill to stand beside him? Has Dimitri's decisions given Bianca the access to Luca that I wanted to avoid giving her? A wave of nausea takes me at the thought of her being so close to Luca. I've never had to worry like this before

Luca This time, I wake to Emma still lying beside me, but it's me who has to leave her now. My phone is ringing, and that only means one thing. I have work to do. Rising as fast as I can to silence the phone in the hopes of not waking Emma, I quickly exit our room and head to my office to find out what it is that my father needs of me. Niko's already leaning outside, smoking another joint as he waits for me. He's been smoking like a trooper since yesterday, a product of being forced to enter a marriage that's most likely unwanted. The smell is enticing; honestly, I'm holding on by a thread not to smoke a joint. But Emma wanted me to stop, even though I've caught her twice now doing the very drugs she despises. So I will try because I want to become a better man for her. "Best answer that," he nods to my phone with his staple smirk, yet even I see the apprehension in his eyes. Has he already had a phone call this morning? Does he know what this is about? Or has one of his abundanc

"You sure you want to saddle Emma with this responsibility?" He asks me, sounding angered and disappointed that I'd ask such things of my wife. My wife. "She's better suited," I shrug, hating that I must justify myself. Emma is clearly a born leader, whereas I am not; all my men are hung up on her, and her father's men seem just as smitten with her. Which reminds me, where the fuck am I to put all of them? "Never took you as a—." "Finish that sentence," I warn, grabbing his throat and pinning him to the window; he brings the joint to his mouth, dragging on it in an attempt to show no fear, but I can smell it. His fear seeps from every pore he owns. His behaviour pisses me the fuck off, so I squeeze just that little bit tighter, making him cough, the smoke from his lungs smothering my face as I let go knowing it wouldn't bode well for me to kill my wife's brother. Not when she's so fucking fond of him. And especially not when I want to continue on this path of living one another ov

Rachelle is 22, withnatural blonde hair and blue eyes. She was scouted specifically for this job. No background history is noted on her, yet it's also been noted that she's been paid handsomely.Sam is 19, also blonde, withgreen eyes. She stumbled upon Club Rhodes after a shooting killed her father—because that doesn't sound suss...Luca's uncle took her in and cared for her for the last two years. She agreed to come here, to goto Ivan as part of his personal Harem.Fuck Harem?"They all know?" I ask in disbelief, talking more to myself as I rethink everything I thought I knew about Luca's doggy dealings with his father and the girls that come in and out of this dockyard weekly."Yes," Niko and Luca both answer me instantly.Walking away, I attempt to gather my thoughts as my heart races. How am I only just finding this out now?And why hadn't Luca told me this before?"Your father knows about this?" I frown, my eyebrows probably touching my hairline because I can't believe this is tru

He's playing cat and mouse with her, and usually, I would laugh, but he did agree to fucking marry her, and he ought to know if he were to have a fucking affair to keep it private. Bianca doesn't seem to know when to stop, her shrill scream filling the damn house as a sharp slap sounds like breaking glass.All quiet on their front, and for a moment, my interest in their little lover's tiff gets the better of me.I almost stand up; I envision glancing out of the dining room to find Bianca somehow overpowering one of Niko's many girls. Not that I think that would be a possibility. He has specific tastes, and all of his girls are on the heavier side of muscular. Bianca is so small, petite and fucking young compared to the type he usually brings home."Ooooh, little Bee. You shouldn't have fucking done that," Niko growls lowly, his voice menacing. A thud sounds, I presume him pinning Bianca to the wall. "Go, Andrea," he stipulates surprisingly. "I'll do it again, don't you worry. Any gi