Lahat ng Kabanata ng Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

SARIAN Matteo pulled me through the chilly night air with an almost painful grip on my arm. I winced abd tried to yank my hand free from his grasp but it was futile. His urgency-filled accent caused his breath to come out in short gasps. I knew that something was terribly off but what ?Both men. I had seen the look of hatred in theur eyes and I even made out a glint of fear in Matteo's eyes too but he had looked composed and brave.“ You don't speak to anyone you don't know or haven't seen before, you don't go out alone.” He said in half English, half Italian.Almost unable to keep up with his pace, I mumbled as I tried to catch my breath.“Okay.”As the club's noise grew farther behind us, we hurried past neon lights that flickered like broken stars. Despite my hair being pulled by the wind I chose not to fix it. I was already scared and wanted to be safe under Don Julio's wings.The pounding in my heart was too loud that o could almost hear it.Even more terrifying than Matteo's w

SARIAN It had begun to rain and I felt so cold. One of the girls had brought dinner which I had eaten in a hurry. I wanted to sleep but it was hard and this room felt like a prison even though it wasn't locked. The small table in the corner, the rigid bed without sheets and the white walls were all so empty exactly as I felt on the inside. It had been hours since I had shed a tear. He would be happy to see me cry and I didn't want to but the sting persisted behind my eyes and in my chest like an unhealing wound. Too many things were happening at the same time and Don Julio had thrown me in here as if I were a teenager who threw tantrums. On the edge of the bed, I curled up with my arms around my knees and my eyes fixed on nothing. Then the silence descended like a fog and I wanted to embrace it when I heard it.Click. The door flew open. I didn't look up until his shadow struck the floor. Don Julio.The devil himself. He was standing there as though he had every right to be

SARIAN The engine hums a steady rhythmic sound that drowns out everything else in the car. It's almost calming but it made me feel like we were taking a trip to help. But my anxiety isn't eased by the calmness that seemed to be around me. The tension that has existed since we left the mansion stayed even though I didn't want it. This feeling of something bad approaching—something, I can't quite place but know was coming—was sending shivers up my spine. Two cars ride behind us and another two before us leaving us in the middle. Don Julio sat opposite me, with his piercing eyes fixed on the road ahead and his firm unwavering grip on the steering wheel. He had instructed his men that he wanted to drive and his eyes were filled with anger again. The car was so quiet and as usual, his words were precise and clipped and he only spoke when absolutely needed. And I was thankful for the quiet at the moment. Particularly at this point and I was not sure what I would say to him if

DON JULIO Supper was awkward. My expectations were unchanged but for some reason tonight's silence between us felt more burdensome. Rohit had been killed and his body disposed properly. Let The Crows wait. Let them wait for information they won't get.As I closely observed Sarian, the hum of the dimly lit restaurant and the clinking of silverware against plates faded into the background. For the most part, she kept her head down, her eyes darting anxiously over the food I had ordered for us both.I knew there were a thousand and one questions she wanted to ask but she did not. I wasn't sure if she was just preoccupied with whatever was on her mind or if she was scared to look at me or the questions were pulling her down.Whichever it was, it was better that way. But then, I didn't want to put up with her silence for too long.“ Eat.” I told her calmly but firmly.I wasn't asking. It w

SARIANDust and cheap air freshener mixed with the smell of old wood in the motel room. That was all I got after travelling for hours only to inhale this.The mattress felt like it wanted to engulf me as I sat on the edge of the bed. Don Julio had instructed me to go to my room and stay put so the door clicked behind me and my thoughts were swirling like they wanted to consume me.Even now, his deep smooth voice echoed in my ears tinged with that familiar, derisive tone that made my blood boil. At the time I didn't respond to him. All I did was turn around and leave. But that didn't mean I wasn't thinking. I was damn angry and then the next minute, I didn't know what to feel, my eyes grew heavy but I didn't want to fall asleep either.What made him bring me here? What was it that he wanted from me? If that Allegra girl would be here, then he shouldn't bring me along. I had nothing to do with his business. Actually, no. Not at all, maybe in a way. I shrugged, picked up a book, old but