Semua Bab His Serpent's Kiss: Bab 1 - Bab 8

The cemetery exploded into a barrage of gunfire from all angles in less than an hour.The mission was meant to be simple. My target wasn’t a difficult one: Caesar. He was a leech and had pissed off my client whose name I didn’t bother to remember. I didn’t care who hired me and hadn’t ever since I became an assassin for hire.That early morning when I organized my plans and went over the entire map of the cemetery in silence, I knew something would happen. That ominous feeling hung in the air like a bad fog in the back of my mind. I could hardly sleep the night before and so had drank a full pot of badly made coffee in the dingy hotel reception before leaving.And the second I set foot in the cemetery where Caesar would be in, I could understand why. I was at the funeral of none other than Carlos De Mare. Not a notable man to the general public except for his mild mannered exterior and womanizing ways. Except for the fact that he was involved with organized crime on every level in Eu

I hated it already. My teeth hurt as I clenched my jaw for the thousandth time. The bedroom was perfect. Large. Luxurious. It was everything I expected Nero Vecchio to have and more. Not even my childhood home could compare to this. But I loathed it. I’d take the dingy hotel room with only one window and no air conditioning over this. Working FOR the same man who was responsible for my father’s death. After a quick shower and a change of clothes I still had been unable to get over the fact that I was now Nero’s henchman. The urge to leave still raged deep within me and I decided I’d had enough of pacing around the room. I tried the door handle and was left pleasantly surprised that it hadn’t been locked from the outside. Apparently Don Vecchio thought I wasn’t worth trapping in this room. Still alarm bells rang in my head. I found myself back at the hallway that Tony the fucking tank had led me through none too gently an hour prior. The path through the hallway was long a

I had not meant to do it again. It was the damn wind or so I thought. Then I heard it. The clicking and murmurs where there used to be none. Having ensconced myself back in the bedroom hours before sunset, I had my dinner in there and pretended this situation would pass away by the time I woke up the next morning. That I’d be back at my hotel room come morning and leaving the city as quickly as I came. I opened my eyes at the sound of the clicking again. "Ughh," I groaned and rose to my feet. If this was a test or something then I would be very pissed. My feet were socked and I padded stealthily across the floor and opened the door of the bedroom. Nothing. My hackles were raised now and every instinct in me was telling me that something was very wrong. In my usual line of work that wasn’t an instinct I could safely ignore. Moving through the hallway I continued to listen for any sounds. I began to hear low murmurs as soon as I was at the base of the stairs. Then a lou

Work. That was the only thing that should have been on my mind. I thought briefly of the deals I had to make today. The Geraldo family was looking for allies in this region, and the choice was between Angelo and I. Antonio Geraldo had chosen to meet with me FIRST. That was supposed to be a win, in my own opinion. But there was this. My hands were tightly clenched, a desire that I had barely been able to control clawing its way up through my body once again. Enough, I thought. Non lasciarti influenzare da lui. He was just a man. And what a man he was. Dante Solace had captured my thoughts in a way that most of my lovers hadn't. He was insolent, nothing short of disrespectful and antagonistic towards me. Even when his actions had saved my life more than once it was with a begrudging, disgruntled glare. 24 hours was enough to find him interesting. And there was nothing more that I wanted but to take him by the neck, force him onto my bed and fuck his brains out. “D