Page 138 of Sinful Lord

“I’m not playing you anymore,” Tytus snaps. “And I’m barely playing him. Your uncle and I want the same thing. To keep you safe. But in order to do that, we need to work together. If he knew where you actually were…”

“Then he’d know who the real threat is.”

“Then he’d misunderstand my intentions,” Tytus corrects. “As you seem to be.”

My rattling heart drops.

“I don’t know what to believe anymore,” I huff.

“Believe what I just told you.”

“That you love me?”

The reminder almost knocks Tytus off his feet. It looks like he might regret telling me that. I wonder why?

Because it’s true?

No. Don’t fall for his words. No more.

“Yes,” Tytus grits. “Believe that.”

“And does my uncle know you love me?”

“No. But I think he understands that you mean more to me than I let on.”

“How would he know that?”

“Because I’ve said as much. I’ve proven as much.”

My uncle isn’t an easy man to fool. If Tytus is telling the truth, then he truly must have done something significant to gain Uncle Maks’ trust.

So, is he telling the truth?

Maybe I should speak to my uncle, after all…

“So, he’s in Berlin?” I ask, trying to piece everything together.

Tytus nods.

“Who else is in Berlin?” I push. A sudden realization grabs hold of my racing heart, squeezing it temporarily still. “Wait. If my uncle thinks I’m here, does that mean the rest of my family does too? They’ve come to Germany…”

“No,” Tytus stops me. “No one else from your family or their organization is here.”

But that’s even more shocking than the alternative.

“How is that possible?”

Maksim would never keep anything from my family. But if they thought I was here, nothing would keep them from coming to get me.

Tytus must be lying. There’s no other explanation.

“Apparently, they got held up at the border,” Tytus explains.

Suspicion pierces through my confusion.

“Why?” I squint.

But Tytus only shrugs. “Don’t know. Maksim didn’t go into detail and I didn’t ask. We were too focused on figuring out who’s been harassing you.”