In the Arms of the Enemy

sharp corners slightly pricking her skin. She stared at it for a moment, a weird sensation stirring in her chest s

ou aren't seriously considering what he said, right

y he called me but I won't let him use me." She was convincing herself more than him. Her voice was confident but

Izzy. The DeLucas are playing a game and obviously they don't give

are of myself, Giovanni. I don't need you to protect m

't have the choice to pick when you participate in this mess. It's your birth

ply, a familiar voi

let her go.

seful, her eyes darting between the two siblings. An unreadable look

oesn't need you to protect her. And if Santino truly wants her, there

didn't know what shocked her more, the truth of what So

his jaw tight with frustration. "I'm not inv

stead, she spun on her heels and went away, her heels

weren't after her family's power, they were after her. And no matter how much she tried to deny it, she could not ignore the w

ess card again, her eye

s study to attend to some family affairs, Izzy found herself pacing the living room

. Done with chaos, constant watches, and the crime little by little. So why did t

se gaze freezing on her like a predator about to pounce. There was no denying

her back to reality. An annoyed she sighed and

over. Don't make any

her brother was going to control her

ild, Giovanni. You

side. She needed some clarity, needed to stop feeling so torn. She stood up and

ted her again. This one seemed mo

ia, who was standing there, stiff as

a warning, aren't you?" Izzy

er eyes flicked over the room as if to make sure they

"I thought he wasn't i

u should have realized that a long time ago." She paused, eyes drifting around the room till the

t in her throat. "W

on't know. But if it's Santino, no

ur, and already it was driving her into a game over which she had no control. Was this the life her

not just let him do what he does best

like your brother. He doesn't want to use force, not yet. He's trying to crea

er sides, racing thoughts in

u have no choice; he's a

just enough of a sleek black car that was propping itself at the front of the estat

ession was one you could not fath

uriosity battling in her m

ing Izzy alone with the haunting