lood on my
self had rebelled against me. Annoyed, I flicked my wrist, inspecting the damage. It would need to be burn
inal, pitiful wheeze before collapsing entirely. His head lol
het
ss the concrete floor. The warehouse stank of sweat, metal, and fear - the same cocktail o
dro said from the doorway, arms folded
pocket, lighting it with a flick of my lighter.
said simply, as if th
ng the bridge of his nose
rolling the cigarette between my finger
, clarity wa
ue further, h
ugged off my blood-spattered jacket a
ed without looking at
s,
ving me and Alessandro al
he city lay beyond - sprawling
c
kin
f this city ever since
ontrol a
s I have been bred for. But lately, there was som
Mor
my closed eyelids - soft, sweet, unaware
b. The most beautiful girl I've ever seen. She looked like she didn'
curves, her hair a simple river of brown, cascading down her
cross the room, unable -
o a blur, she had stood out li
ething insid
need. Bone-deep
r
ted like sin
y in the crumbling part of the city, living a miserable life u
. But soon, she will be mine
oice broke thr
nking about
't a qu
der at him, inhaling de
diffe
ous." Alessan
f a girl, trapped in a miserable
ngerous when you're reckless. And ob
oncrete, studying the em
eckless," I
night for speaking out of turn. You're planning God kn
said, my voice sh
sighed again -the heavy, resigned soun
lan?" he aske
er my boot, savoring the fi
said, voice low and delibe
f she
, slow a
won
n't have choices, not in a
under his breath in Italian
oking back, my mind already
and she'll be by my side even if I
*
the clink of glasses, and the spinning roulette wheels sang like sirens. It was just another night in my em
of whiskey untouched in my hand. Alessandro lingered a few
aught my eye. I stiffened,
zo Mo
istance. His shirt was wrinkled, hair mussed, and his eyes - greedy, hungry, and reckless - darted aro
led c
dealt me an un
e shift in my posture
" he aske
ng the glass down on t
e. Oppo
ht of Vicenzo at the blackjack table, already
Alessandro said, a sta
ice tight with satisfa
ndro t
ou're thinking, be car
looked back down at Vicenzo fumbling with his chips, sweat already beading at his t
andro's protest, I descen
he air around me. I approached Vicenzo slowly, savoring the way he looked up and immedia
asked casually, sliding in
blinked,
the hell
earby players stiffened. I let the in
leaned forward slightly, voice dropping. "Hi
he had - bristled at the cha
ying to puff himself
thinly. "
. Poker - a fitting game for the
n small hands deliberately, feeding his ego,
worth more than his monthly earnings. Sweat rolled down his temple. Hi
e pot was obscenel
and. Imposs
it yet, but his
e pot with trembling fingers, a cocky g
ards, amico," I
lourish, revealing a full house. He lea
of a
from his face. T
hips toward me. The spectators, sensing the
said softly, eac
e empty space where
have that k
my voice a blade
arrange some
h out of water. I rose to my feet, smo
my tone brooking no argument.
lready knowing what I was planning even
unlocking what I want, and I wil