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Jordyn tried for all she was worth to ignore the smell and the sight, tripping over strewn blankets as she reached to open the small closet. The tiniest bit of relief welled at the sight of her memory box on the top shelf where she left it. It didn’t have much inside but her cash, some old photos of her mother, stubs for movies, tickets for the fair, and a necklace, but it was everything to Jordyn.

Absolutely everything.

Turning to leave with the box clutched tightly to her chest, something caught Jordyn’s eye on the wall. A knife had been used to hold a piece of paper to the wall. In thick, black letters, a warning was written.

You took something that belongs to us. We want it back.

Jordyn choked on her terror.

Faster than before, she needed to leave. Jordyn had made a huge mistake, and she knew it.

“Who in the hell are you?” she heard her landlord ask.

“A friend. Move.”

The familiar voice had Jordyn stumbling from the bedroom, her eyes catching Gio’s in the doorway.

“I fucked up,” Jordyn whispered. “I really, really messed up, Gio.”

“Yeah, well, it’s good there’s someone else in the family besides me screwing up every once in a while.” The youngest Marcello shook his head, starting a trek across the small apartment to meet Jordyn’s shaking form. “It’s okay. Come on, we need to go. Lucian called, he won’t be long.”

Dumbly, she waved towards the bedroom. “No, it’s bad. It’s on the wall. I really screwed this up, didn’t I?”

“Maybe. Just don’t admit that to Lucian. He’ll never forget you did.” Gio laughed, trying to cheer her up, but it didn’t work. “Nothing’s going to happen. You’re safe. All right?”

But for how long?

It probably wouldn’t take much for someone to get wind she’d been back here.

Jordyn couldn’t find it in herself to care. There was only one thing she really needed right now for so many reasons.

“I want Lucian.”

Gio nodded. “That’s what I’m here for.”

Chapter Fifteen

Lucian found Gio resting on the couch in his condo living room. A look was shared between the two as Lucian pulled off the leather jacket he wore.

“It was bad,” Gio said, glancing down to the floor. “She got what she wanted, I think, but the damage is done. There’s definitely eyes in that building.”

Lucian wet his lips, considering his brother’s words. “How bad?”

“Ruined the place. Completely. Even pissed all through her bed, as disgusting as that is.”

Cazzo.

“What was the point in that?”

“Humiliate her,” Lucian answered. “Show her what she means to them. She could sleep in their urine, for all they care. To them, she’s worth less than piss that comes out of their cocks.”

Gio made a face. “Jesus.”

Yeah, it was a pretty fucked up mentality to have, especially towards someone like Jordyn. Lucian didn’t even want to consider what the MC would do to Jordyn if they got their hands on her and not just her things.

“I know you were hoping that the MC would think she skipped town, but I don’t think that’s the case,” Gio informed.

“Why not?”