Alle Kapitel von Viktor Blacktop Bride : Kapitel 191 – Kapitel 200

Talia POV Alexei shrugs and moves to help Ethan with his shoes while I gather everything we’ll need. I grab our coats, the bag with the swim things, and my purse, making sure I haven’t forgotten anything else.We’re almost out the door when Alexei suddenly stops as we walk into the hallway.He pauses, as if he’s remembered something, then doubles back without saying a word.A moment later, he returns with the envelope in his hands and I notice it immediately, but I don’t say anything. There’s no time to question it now.Soon, we’re heading down in the elevator, the three of us standing together beneath the bright lights while our reflections stare back at us from the mirrored walls.For a brief moment, we look like a normal family and there’s something almost comforting about seeing the three of us standing there together like this.Alexei beside me, Ethan between us, all of us dressed to spend the day together. I quickly look away from our reflections before I allow myself to think

Talia POV “Aww. Poor baby. Are you sad?” He brings his face inches from mine, tilting it to the side, feigning concern.He’s going to kill me and I know it, this won’t end well for me.“Are you scared, Talia?”“You killed my mother.” My voice has steel in it and I don’t know how maybe the hate I feel for this man gives me strength.“I did. Yes. She was a two-bit whore, though. No great loss.”His words are so careless and so unfeeling. A lost human life is no great loss? My mother’s life?I draw my head back and do the only thing I can bound as I am. I spit in his face and It lands square on his cheek, I know he didn’t expect that and I know the moment he straightens up that I’ll pay for it.Using the back of his hand, he wipes my spit away, and when he meets my eyes again, I see pure rage.He uses the hand he just wiped his face with to slap me. It comes down so hard across my cheek that it sends my chair falling over, and my head bouncing off the concrete floor. Everything goes dar

Alexei POV Damon squints at the screen, examining the man on the hotel’s security footage. The guy operating it looks scared shitless, but Dante threw a few hundred dollars his way, and we’ve been staring at this goddamn thing for far too long trying to find Matteo. So far, nothing has panned out, and this could take all fucking day at this rate. Viktor was also trying from his end.“I’m going to do another walk around,” I tell him because I need to dispel some of this nervous energy building up in me like a bomb, and I can’t just stand here twiddling my fucking thumbs. I know it’s unlikely that Talia is still in the hotel, but right now, it’s all I can do.Dante waves me off, and I head into the parking garage again, ransacking my mind for any ideas of where Matteo would take her. I know all of his haunts, but he’s a wanted man now and other capo have all cut ties with him after Dante ordered a bounty on his head.He’s backed into a fucking corner, and he’s grieving, and he could be

Alexei POV Matteo chokes on his own blood as it pours into his mouth, and I kick him again and again, watching him writhe on the floor in pain as he fights to get up but it’s too late because he’s already one foot in the grave, and I’m not finishing until I send him straight to hell. “Who’s your god now, motherfucker?”Blood spatters against my face as I grab a chunk of brick and kneel onto his chest, smashing it into his skull.Rage opens up the floodgates inside me as I slam the brick into him, over and over, painting the floor with his blood. “Who’s your fucking god now?” I roar again.“Alexei.” Dante voice snaps me out of my murderous haze as he reaches down and pries the brick from my fingers. “He’s dead.”As my eyes clear, and I wipe the blood from my face, I look down at what used to be Matteo head but now, it’s nothing more than blood and fragments of skull, his useless brains spilling out. “He’s dead,” Dante repeats.“No.” I stagger to my feet and grab the Glock strapped to

Alexei POV I take a seat by the window and pull the lid off my cup, letting the steam billow out while I grab my phone and pull up Damon number.I’ve never been more grateful for the old man in my entire life and If he wasn’t with Ethan right now, I honestly don’t know how I’d be able to stay here with Talia.I don’t know how I’d manage the constant fear, the waiting, or the uncertainty without at least knowing that my son was somewhere safe and being looked after.The phone rings, and he answer almost immediately. “Hey,” he says on the second ring and his voice is warm. “The sun is out, and I’m hoping that means there’s good news today.”His attempt at optimism almost breaks me. “Not yet,” I tell him quietly.The words feel heavy leaving my mouth as I glance back toward the door, before I force myself to focus on the call again. “How’s everything going there?”“We’re doing just fine,” he answers without hesitation. “Ethan is running me ragged, but it’s good for an old man to be you