“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.”

same answer 17 times,” I point

me the same question. Does it not warrant the same answer?”

body and like the good man he is, he holds a towel open. I look at him, so

answer or more of a

towel and change into the black track pants and long winter vest, saying nothing to the silky bra he chose and grab the

falls from its makeshift bun, as I jump on the bed patting the other side. Salvatore is my little slice of heaven and I am his temptation to hell. While he is a made-man, he killed once, a long time ago, by mistake and has never killed

you have it on your phone?” I

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

the familiar face talking

“Who is that?”

don’t know,” Something catches my eye

“Is that...?”

“Yes, Mero,”

doing there, he said he was going to train.”

wait and see Mero walk to the back of the restaurant. 10 minutes go by before he walks back out and leaves just

the video changes to the outside where the hooded figure is jumping into the car with Mero, just as Jack Creston walks

back and take in

that is the big question. Am I? What was Mero thinking? Was

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. He won’t stay on the property, you would

do to him?” Salvatore asks the question I don’t know the answer

were anyone else, I would feed him to the wolves, but he is my friend, I can’t just sentence him to death without knowing for sure.”

But Deno

mentioned something about kidnapping Dylan Creston,

Gabriel is innocent but

as I take in the cream walls, and brown wooden dresser with

this room seems

lived here, many years back. This room belonged to Berenice Antonella DeMarco, wife of the first

sit up and smile, “Serious? And I get to sleep in

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

about her?” I find the story hard to believe, but Salvatore always knows something about someone, which is why I think Deno gave him to me. A Holy man for

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