Page 335 of Valentino

She’s going to him.

Fire flickers in my eyes and I know what’s about to go down.

I drive faster, grip the wheel harder.

All those years of nightmares come flooding back to haunt me….

In slow motion I push open the door and through the glass shower screen lock eyes with Carlo.

Anna’s legs are around his waist, and he’s buried deep inside of her.

No….

The room is steamy and now lit with a red glow. Anna’s moaning, sliding up and down on his cock, too lost in the moment to notice me.

No….

Thump….

Thump….

Thump…goes my heart.

This can’t be….

The red fog swirls, and in slow motion, Carlo winks with a sarcastic smile.

Something snaps, a cord of sanity finally breaks, and I walk into the shower, and I take my gun and hold the barrel at Carlo’s temple…and I fire.

Three shots.

Blood splatters all over the shower screen, all over her.

“Val.” Her face falls. “What are you doing, it’s not how it looks. I love you.”

I hold it to her head. “Please don’t,” she begs.

I pull the trigger, three times.

The water runs red as her blood washes down the drain….

“I fucking hate you.” I stand over her as she bleeds out on the floor. I shoot her again. “Die.”

CARLO

A text bounces in.

I’m here.

I type,

You made sure you weren’t followed?

She replies,

Of course.

I’m at the door, let me in.