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eived a video of him bleeding in a clinic. He wasn't there for me; he was paying
day he'd come home in a body bag. Today, he'd emptied our wedding fund to buy Lucia an armor
just a debt of honor. He laughed off my threats to leave, c
blind to the fact that my patience had finally turned to ash. I had survived his b
another woman's vanity? Why had I stayed so long, waiting
look back as I signed the papers to disappear into a high-security black site in Iceland. I was fi
pte
nna
iting for the man I was to marry. He was meant to be finalizing our wedding date; ins
med me he had just purchased a purse for her-one fashioned from blood diamonds, paid for with
ts and brawls this very night, I would end up as colla
fying Boss who governed the Syndicate's legitimate i
nce-a stark contrast to the chaotic, street
its cold light swimming in my eyes
Ciro six times befo
ruises and split skin, swearing a blood oath that he would s
sight of his broken body, my
day he met my parents to se
on until the city's electric veins began
ever s
ing the name of Matteo-a fellow Soldie
the silence h
he told me Ciro had been rushed to a Sy
re he could launch
xpensive wallpaper as I informed him I alrea
speaker. He explained that Lucia had demanded a p
n the background of the call, complaining abo
my bones, a leaden blanket that ma
teo I was not com
e separation from Cir
he table, letting out
monotone-that Ciro was at this moment bleeding ont
ng support as she reached out
an living a life of terror, waiting fo
their car, hugging them tig
to handle the final business of
en Lucia se
ng in a sterile clinic bed, his
ords, looking of
ave I ever broken a promise
immediately, dripping with fa
he bag. Don't be mad at him, an
n't r
rkness swallowing the imag
apartment Ciro and I shared, mov
m drawer of the wardrob
nuckles brushed againy Ciro had won in his first il
me, a suffocating wav
Omerta to fight in the pits, and I
in, Ciro had dragged his brok
collapsed unconscious at my feet,
loor, a tremor running through me as the last of
st my thigh, pulling me
as C
the phone to my ear
g his severe injuries, his voice
g like a panicked Associate and
rents were insult
flat, emoti
Ciro let out a ragged exhalation
could delay the we
luxury vehicle, and he had transferred our e
reciting the same tired
streets, it was a blood debt he must re
o desire
ears was suddenly starved of air, leaving only
hat he could do w
is arrogance blinding him
nt I had surrendered and wo
, a bitter, hollow
him I w
d with him again-because there
an octave as he swore on his life tha
afia wedding and swore I
es echoing in the hollow space wh
hrill, excited voic
elivered to the clinic's rear entrance a
ssion to me snapp
s battered body could not manage the stairs tonight, but p
ed th
of gratitude, and Lucia was the vine strangling
my lungs with the stale air
he Consigliere-level s
at the Iceland extreme-tra
d it was, his voice
ecurity Syndicate black site o
ld not return to the
d of hesitation, I tol
must be tonight. The word "free" settled on my tongue l
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