All Chapters of Love in lies: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

MARCO’S POVCal was a few steps ahead of me, his gun raised slightly in front of him, while Aleo moved beside me. He scanned the darkness, I saw the way his jaw clenched. “Do you think they'll be alright?” He asked. “Yes, besides, I know they can defend themselves.” I didn't exactly believe what I said, but I didn't need any distractions, she asked me to get her friend back. I needed to do that. “Keep your eyes open,” I said, “They couldn’t have gone far.”We followed the trail down toward the service road. Flashlights from the guards behind us cut through the darkness. My body was pounding, all the muscles were screaming at me for rest. “There!” one of the guards shouted. “I can see a movement, to the left!”I ignored my muscles’ cry for rest as we broke into a run. Just ahead of us, four men were dragging something across the dirt. It was a sack or a person, it was hard to tell at first. The moment one of them turned, the light caught his face.Cal cursed. “That’s them!”I aimed

EMILY’S POVIt’s been a week since that night. Marco’s okay now. The doctors said he fainted from stress and lack of rest. They had told him to slow down, but I knew he wouldn’t. Still, seeing him fall like that scared me more than I could admit.It was the first time I had seen Marco in that state. Although he’s lying beside me now, on our bed. I still couldn't shake the feeling of dread I felt that day. In less than three seconds, I thought of heaven and hell all at once. The room was quiet except for the sound of the rain outside. I’d been staring at him for a while. His face looked calmer than usual, but there was still that sharpness in his eyes that never really goes away.“You should be sleeping,” I said softly, drawing circles on his chest. He looked over at me, the corner of his mouth lifting a little. “You sound like Cal.”I tried to smile, but it didn’t hold. “You scared everyone. You scared me.”He didn’t say anything right away. Then he sighed and turned to face me full

EMILY’S POVThat shadow, there’s no way I won't know him, despite the fact that I could barely see him in the darkness. It was Lucas, the way he stood across the street like a ghost from the past. My stomach tightened, my pulse shot up so fast I could hear it in my ears. And that look in his eyes, there was no denying that he wanted something and whatever he wanted was something that might hurt me. Shit! Justina..“Turn the car around,” I told the driver quickly.“Ma’am?” he looked at me through the rearview mirror, confused.“Just do it,” I snapped, my voice sharper than I meant. “take me back to the hospital. Now.”He didn’t argue or question me again. The tires screeched as he made a U-turn. My hands trembled on my lap. I couldn’t just leave Justina there. Not with Lucas around. Not after everything that happened. My instincts screamed that something wasn’t right.When we got to the hospital, it was too quiet. Too still. I jumped out of the car before it even fully stopped and ran

They shoved me into the back of the police car like I was some street criminal. My hands were cuffed behind me, wrists sore, and my shirt was still damp with blood from where Lucas’s bullet had grazed my shoulder. The sirens were loud enough to make my head pound, but it wasn’t the sound that bothered me, it was the thought of Emily.She was unconscious when they took me. I tried to reach her, but the officers had already surrounded me, yelling orders like they’d been waiting years for this moment. I knew they had, it must have been an achievement to scream that Marco Martini is under arrest. Inside the car, one of the cops kept looking at me through the mirror like I was some wild animal. “Is my face that handsome to look at? Or you're just obsessed with men?” the officers turned to look at each other, one of them wanted to talk, but I faced the window, ignoring them totally. Since I was by the door, it would be easier for me to leave the car if I wanted to. But I didn't want to ra

EMILY'S POV The first thing I felt was the sting at the back of my neck, then the pounding in my head. My eyes opened slowly to the soft light coming through the curtains. I looked around slowly, It took me a second to realize I wasn’t in that abandoned hospital anymore… I was home.The air smelled faintly of disinfectant and something floral, probably the lavender candle Marco always lit when I was feeling Mstressed. My body tensed, remembering everything. Lucas. The needle. The fear.“Emily?” a voice from the room dragged me out of my thoughts. I turned my head slowly and saw Dad sitting beside the bed. His eyes looked tired and a little older. He reached for my hand, his grip was gentle, like he was afraid I might break.“Thank God,” he said, exhaling hard. “I thought I lost you.”I blinked a few times, my throat dry. “How long was I out?”“Almost two days.” He rubbed his face with both hands. “They said whatever that bastard injected you with was strong. Jonathan and Marco found