Failed Escape
Only the faint outline of my handprint bloomed across his cheek, stark against his skin.
He drew in a slow, deliberate breath, his gaze steady and unnervingly calm.
My chest heaved, heart hammering.
"Go ahead, kill me. You're supposed to be good at dealing with those who don't obey... so do it! Kill me now!"
I had underestimated him.
Before me, he dimmed the edge in his eyes, the lethal intensity that always marked him as Moretti's heir.
For a moment, I almost forgot who he really was.
The head of the Moretti family.