A'S

feels like, soft jaz

y senses, but suddenly, something taps my forehead,

thon through a war zone. And when I try to sit up

gr

ls. "And here I tho

inting toward the

just walked off the cover of Vogue Mafia Edition. Ice-blonde hair twisted into a

me up by poking my forehea

ike I'm a wet stray on

o be?" she asks, tiltin

again.

gled hair, the clear confusion on my face, "you don't look like h

ith the towel, instinctively pu

am I?" I ma

s fascinating, because I've been

ion hits me

s

n's

ul, just like the man himself. Dark paneling, moody lighting, and a glass wall that looks out

mmediately regret it as

ches with amu

teeth. "An

ture wife, depending on who you ask." She flicks an imaginar

use

. Rylan gets bored easily. Es

like her. The types who smile like snakes and treat you

ething equally bitchy to

here

n D'

e of his body. His jet black hair looks ruffled, like he ran his hand through them a few times. His stormy gr

ky, and they harden

re you doing in

ure of smug composure. "Checking on you. And cle

ce at her again. He str

asks me, voice tigh

olored suit similar to the las t one, but I'm sure this is another pair after he dived into the pool to

s. "I'm... fi

theaded. The sight of blood m

f you ask me," Sky

e, it's like all the tension bleeds out of him all at once. One hand li

hat's where the blood came from. You scared the hell

I know what he thought. He

ur towel," I murmu

ips t

gh. "Are we seriously pretending this is normal? She's

on't want you in he

ace f

the hallway, voic

er out

terialize alm

ky tries, v

n. If I ever see you on this in this building or

icker of panic in her eyes a

she hisses, shootin

tting out of that, Piccola." His words are laced with something deeper now-somet

don't care how

. "And I can't pretend I don't see it. So, what's the deal? Marry h

hen he sighs, his shoulders slumping just slightly. "I've been thinking," he says, his voice low and grave. "Since you passed ou

t the hell d

a black folder with a gold crest embossed on the cover. The crest is regal, too pe

unsure if I want to open it. But I do. With trembling finger

ont

ump off the

D'Amato. Obey his commands.

a cold wave of panic rushing

ving you a chance," he says calmly, his v

rvival? This is what he thinks it will take to

clause, but I'm giving you an Out. If after six month

insane,"

darkening. "You don't have a cho

offering me a way out... but with strings at

mansion." I need to breathe without feeling like he's watc

think it, I kn

of him looming over me, his contr

g my mind. "Right now. But don't think for one second you'll disappear.

me leave, yet at the same time, it's like he knows I can't

grabbing my jacket and heading for the d

I goin