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Vincenzo
Iremembered nothing after the call that the security of the penthouse had been breached and Matteo injured. I drove home in a fit of fury and fear so thick it sank its claws into my throat and refused to let go. Nothing could happen to Suna. Nothing. She was everything.
I took the elevator to the top floor, with my security flanking me, and they spread out, meeting with the other men already surrounding the front door.
“He says he has Suna and will hurt her if anyone but you enter. He wants you unarmed,” Rafe said. My bastard brother was dependable in a crisis, shrewd, and a good man to have on your team. He stalked in circles around the foyer, between the elevator and the penthouse. “I can’t believe you don’t have cameras in there.”
“No one watches Suna but me,” I said coolly.
He sighed, shoving a hand through his hair in agitation.“That’s fine, but we need eyes in there.”
“There’s only one solution. We go in and take him down. Send your best men in, and the deal is done,” Antonio said, leaning against the wall casually.
“Suna could be hurt,” Rafe pointed out.
Antonio shrugged, and my nerves snapped. I hauled him to me and lowered my face to his.“You shrug again at the suggestion that my wife could be collateral damage, and I’ll throw you off the damn balcony.”
His eyes barely widened in surprise. Antonio was so jaded and bitter about his position as the second son, he barely reacted to a threat against his life.“Looks like I’ve touched a nerve. I didn’t realize you were so whipped—”
My fist flew, and his nose burst under my knuckles. Antonio reeled away, covering his face.
Rafe pulled me back.“Calm down. This isn’t helping Suna.”
I turned to the door, my brother’s blood dripping from my hand.
“There’s only one thing I can think to do right now,” Rafe added.
My eyes met his, and I nodded, gritting my teeth. I stripped off my weapons—the obvious ones. I kept a small knife in my shoe.
“You can’t be serious. You’re going in there alone?” Antonio laughed, his voice nasal and pained from the damaged I’d inflicted. “You’re insane.”
I ignored him, striding toward the doorway.
I heard Rafe speak quietly. “No, he’s in love.”
“Same difference,” Antonio spat before I was out of earshot.
My penthouse had become a refuge since I’d married Suna. Where it had once been cold and sterile, now it was warm and inviting. Knowing she was home made me excited to be alive. That excitement was now a hollow echo in my chest. This was my fault. My failure. I’d been looking for Hyuk-Su, and failed to find him. I was responsible for Suna’s fear, and I’d never forgive myself.
I walked in, my feet crunching over broken glass.There was an unnatural stillness to the air in the apartment.
“Stop there and close the door behind you,” a voice called to me.
I did as he asked.
“Come further into the room, or your new wife bleeds,” the disembodied voice continued.
Fury and choking black hatred boiled in my chest. I wanted to destroy this man, rip him limb from limb, sew them on, and rip them off again. I wanted him to suffer.
“Where is she? Let me see she’s okay,” I ordered.
A chuckle floated to me.“You don’t make the rules here, Luciano. I do.”
“If you don’t let me see her, I’ll assume you’re bluffing and come for you.” I wouldn’t do anything of the sort. I would never risk Suna, but Hyuk-Su didn’t know that.
“It doesn’t matter. I have you.” Hyuk-Su appeared around the corner, his gun trained on me.
“So you do, but you don’t seem to have Suna,” I remarked.
