All Chapters of THE KISS OF VENGEANCE : Chapter 31 - Chapter 39

CHAPTER 31: The Boss is a MessVincenzo's Pov We drove for a long time. She sat totally straight, staring out the window. She didn’t say anything, i watched her hands. They were resting on her lap, they were totally still. She was too calm. I hated how calm she was.I leaned back in my seat. I was getting bored. I wanted her to talk to me. I wanted to see her get mad again.“The trip is important,” I said. I tried to get her to talk. “It is about money. It is about power. It is about killing the snakes that work for me.”She finally turned her head. Her eyes were hard. “I understand. I am here to watch your health, not your business. I don’t care about your money.”“I don’t think you are here for my health,” I said. I was tired of her lying. “I think you are here for something else. You ask too many questions. You talk to the wrong people. Why were you asking Silvio about the past?”She didn’t flinch. “I was asking about the health of the family. Silvio looks like he has a bad heart.

CHAPTER 33: The Flawed Target Francesca’s Pov We went to a fancy place. It was high up, the whole city was spread out below us. It was a lot of lights.We sat down. The waiter brought wine, I ordered water. He ordered wine.“You do not like the view?” he asked. He looked at the window.“It is fine, but too loud,” I said.“I like loud and i like big. I like being able to see everything, It means I am safe here. No one can sneak up,” he said.“You should not worry about outside,” I told him. “You should worry about the inside. The snake was inside your car.”He looked right at me. “You think I do not know? I already have a plan for Silvio. He will be dead by morning, I do not do things fast. I do them right. I will make sure everyone who worked with him pays. No one touches my business.”I felt a chill. He was serious, he was a killer and i knew this. Why did the financial records confuse me?“Tell me about your father,” I asked. I did not mean to say it out loud. It just came out.He

CHAPTER 35: The Hard Reminder Francesca’s Pov My face was still burning. I walked fast down the long hall. I locked the door to my bedroom hard, i put my back against the wood. I tried to slow my breathing.It did not work.The kiss was a mistake. It was a bad mistake, i told myself that. I kept telling myself that he is the enemy and that he is the killer, he is the one who took my parents but his story. His story was sad, he was only a fifteen years old boy. That is too young to kill a man, that is too young to be a devil.I felt confused. I did not like being confused, confusion is weak. I am not weak, i am strong and i am the Red Reaper.When he kissed me, I did not stop him. That is the worst part. I kissed him back, i let my guard down. I let the pity for the boy make me forget the man. The man is a killer. The man is my target, the man is the leader of the Lombardi clan. I cannot forget that.I walked to the window. It was dark outside, i could still see the city lights. I fe

CHAPTER 37: A Dangerous DistractionVincenzo’s Pov I decided we were not going to stay inside the whole time. I told Marco to get the car ready. I told him we were going out. Not for business. For a drive.Marco looked confused. That was normal. All my men were confused these days. I was confused too.“Boss, are we going to the docks? Or the meeting with the Chicago people?” Marco asked me.“No. We are going to the beach. And then maybe we will drive up the coast. I do not know yet. Just get the big car. And bring three cars behind us. Not four. Three,” I commanded.“The beach, Boss? But you hate sand. And the Chicago people are waiting for your call,” he said. He did not say it like a question. He said it like I was making a mistake.I looked at him hard. “I am the boss, Marco. I will call the Chicago people later. I am going out. With Francesca. Get the car ready now.”He nodded fast. He left to do what I said.I went to Francesca’s room. I knocked once and then opened the door. Sh

CHAPTER 39: The Silk Salvation Francesca’s Pov The trip back to New York was long and quiet. We flew on Vincenzo's plane. He sat across from me and worked. He did not talk to me. He did not ask about my arm or my sleep. He just ran his empire. I watched him. I watched the way he talked on the phone. The way he made decisions that meant life or death for people I did not know. He looked like a King. A tired King.I was thinking about the safe. I did not get the last number. I was so close. Now I was back in New York. The safe was far away. The truth was far away.When we landed, a lot of cars met us at the airport. It was a huge show of power. I was taken straight to his main house. The big one in the city. It was like a fortress. Too many guards. Too much money.I went to the room they gave me. It was not my old small room. It was a suite. Too big. Too fancy. I did not like it. It felt like a cage with soft pillows.I told the guards I needed to rest. I needed silence. I waited one