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I gave him a knowing smile because he was trying to tease me. “You’re making it sound like Andrei loves me enough to go on a murdering spree if anyone dares to touch me.”
I sort of wished he really did. It’s sick, I know. Who needed a hero who would sacrifice them for the world when they could have a villain who would sacrifice and burn the world for them? Definitely not me.
“The way he looks at you, marrying you, Andrei would never do that if he didn’t love you.” I chuckled. Isidor was so cute thinking his brother was somehow capable of loving me.
Andrei had grown on me, no doubt, but the only thing he was capable of loving was himself and his brothers. “Don’t try to be goofy, we both know he doesn’t love me.” I carefully placed the dress back in the box. “He hated me even more when he married me.”
Isidor shook his head, disagreeing with me. “You’re either blind or you’re living in denial. I know you can feel it deep down that he does.”
“I think I’m blind.” I rose from the bed, stretching. “You gotta help me, okay?” I pleaded with a pout.
Isidor was a softie and he fell for it. “Can you do your own makeup?”
“Sure.” I mostly always had less than thirty minutes to go on my next hunt after my papa gave me the details. There was certainly no way I would get a makeup artist to doll me up on such short notice.
“I’ll get you a pen,” he said. “Write down the things you need, and I’ll get them.”
My pout expanded into a wide smile. “Thank you.”
“You owe me one, Adrienne.”
***
“Do you think buying me a dress will make me like you?” I asked as Andrei opened the door to the backseat for me.
Four other tinted black Mercedes lined up behind us. It reminded me of my papa. He never moved around without security.
The full moonlight and streetlamps illuminated his face in the darkness, and his black eyes sparked with amusement that quickly disintegrated into a blank expression. The soft evening breeze whisked my hair to my face. Andrei reached out to move the hair away and God, the smell of his perfume was intoxicating.
It was a struggle not to throw my arms around his neck and pull him into a tight hug. He looked and smelled too beautiful for his own good.
“Are you getting in or what?” He was clearly not in the mood to be teased.
I furrowed my brows, displeased at his tone. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“I’m not getting in if you don’t ask nicely.”
I’d heard this saying several times, you can’t make a wife out of a whore. But here I was, trying to make a gentleman out of a killer.
Andrei gave me a half-smile. “Please, go in. We have a long drive ahead of us.”
I shuddered as I slid into the car. Something wasn’t right and I couldn’t wrap my head around it. Andrei had sent a card saying we would be going on a date, but the vibe in the air was hot and raw.
This wasn’t the mood a couple would have on a date, was it?
There was only one thing I could think of, and my eyes watered as I tilted my head toward Andrei. He had his eyes on the road as if there wasn’t a driver navigating the car in the front seat.
“Are you taking me back to my papa?”
Andrei didn’t reply, he didn’t even bother to look at me, and I had my answer then. “I guess you are,” I said quietly.
Panic rose in my chest and my nerves were a wrecking mess. If Andrei was taking me back to Dante Paolo, then I had no choice. I would have to kill my papa tonight and kill myself.
Death was a better fate for me than returning to that hellhole.
“I’d be dead by morning if that’s where you’re taking me.” I smiled, my eyes filled with tears that I didn’t even bother to hide. Bold of me to even assume Andrei cared whether I lived or died.
