“Would you like me to take your warm clothes out?”

“Yes, and a bra and panty too. What did you tell Papa you were doing?”

“I didn’t say anything, Miss Capello, your father got some news about one of his shipments, seems like there is still someone killing the Catelli’s soldiers.”

“Any idea who it is?” I ask him as he goes about getting my clothes ready and I hop into the bathtub, soaking up the heat that scorches my elbows.

“No, I think Deno is working on that. I’ll let you know if I hear anything.”

“Your cousin seems nice,” I say to him as he brings my clothes to the bath area.

His stare is harsh, as he scowls at my naked flesh under the water.

“She is nice to your face, but remember she still sees you as a minor. She has yet to know you are the root to a rose with deadly thorns.”

My skin flushes and I turn my back to his wandering gaze. That was enough torture for today. Because that is what it is to him, torture.

“Salvatore.”

“Yes, Miss Capello?”

“Have you always chosen God over everything else?”

“Yes. Though I must admit Miss Capello, you tempt me at times.”

“But doesn’t that make your faith stronger?”

“I, I, yes, it does.”

“What would you do with your freedom if it were granted?” I ask him for the seventeenth time since he told me about his Catholic upbringing.

“I would be a priest, and serve God until my last breath.”

gave me the same answer 17 times,” I

asked me the same question. Does it not warrant the same

get up after washing the soap suds off my body and like the good man he is, he holds a towel open. I look at him, so human, but his restraint is exceptional.

I wonder Salvatore, if your answer is really an answer or more of a confession,”

long winter vest, saying nothing to the

is my little slice of heaven and I am his temptation to hell. While he is a made-man, he killed once, a

see it. Do you have it

brought my laptop,” He gets off the bed and pulls the bag from underneath the bed and I wait patiently for

video begins playing and I watch the familiar face talking to the

“Who is that?”

Something catches my eye

“Is that...?”

“Yes, Mero,”

there, he said he was

Mero walk to the back of the restaurant. 10 minutes go by before he walks back out and leaves just as the hooded person leaves.

further when he switches videos and the video changes to the outside where the hooded figure is jumping into the car with Mero, just as Jack Creston walks out. It isn’t long when a group of men covered in black grab him and throw him

sit back and take in all that I have

asks and that is the big question. Am I? What was Mero thinking? Was he tied up loose

keep yourself hidden. I hear Mero and Michel are downstairs. Find out where Mero is sleeping and check if he brought anything with him. He is sentimental and untrusting, which means whatever could implicate him would be on him.

are we going to do to him?” Salvatore asks the question I don’t know the

wolves, but he is my friend, I

But Deno would want something.”

about kidnapping Dylan Creston, and me helping with that. Talking about helping, it

Gabriel is innocent but he

take in the

you notice this

back. This room belonged to Berenice Antonella DeMarco, wife of

I get to sleep in

face transforms into a carefree version of himself, “Yes, he loved his wife so much that he kept her here in this manor locked away for only his eyes alone, and if you go to the library downstairs, there is a desk with a hidden compartment. My mama said his journal still is hidden in that desk, and so is pictures of his

spend his free time writing about her?” I find the story hard to believe, but Salvatore always knows something about someone, which is

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