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“You crazy bitch, what the fuck are you doing!” Peter bellows at her.
He makes a move to go after her, but she cocks the hammer on the Glock again and stares him down.
That stops him.
“I’ll do it,” she threatens.
“And you would lose everything.” Peter smiles.
“I know, that’s why I wouldn’t kill you. There are other ways to hurt you— like shooting your dick off. Then I wonder what you would do. So, Peter, the real question here is what the fuck are you doing?”
At that moment, her guards rush up to the door, and I manage to sit up and cover myself with the sheet before they can see my nakedness. The movement makes my face hurt more, and I can already feel my eye swelling.
“It’s called enjoying what’s mine,” he sneers.
“I don’t see a ring on her finger, so she isn’t yours yet. Donny left me in charge of his daughter. Me, not you, and he’s going to hear about this.”
Peter laughs. “And what exactly do you think he’s going to do? Change his business plans? I don’t think I need to remind you who I am, Cordelia. I’m his right-hand man, and a ring means nothing.”
“It means something to me, so you better not piss me off. Donny’s not going to like that you laid a hand on his daughter. Look at her face.” She motions to me, and he looks too. God knows what I must look like because something akin to worry flashes in his flinty gaze. “You better get the fuck out before I call him now and show him what his daughter looks like.”
Peter seethes. Even I know nobody tells men like him what to do, yet Cordelia did.
He walks out, barging past the guards. As soon as I hear his footsteps going down the stairs, Cordelia lowers the gun and rushes over to me with her guards in tow.
“Oh my God, are you okay?” she blurts, taking my shoulders.
“No,” is all I manage before I break down.
“Leave us,” she tells the guards and holds me.
They leave, and that’s when I really start crying.
I was doing my best to keep my head above water. I was doing my best to take the time I needed to try and plan.
But… that was before tonight. Tonight I saw the devil for myself. Everything I suspected previously was true, and now I know without a doubt that I can’t marry Peter.
“I can’t marry him, Cordelia. I can’t do it.”
“Oh, sweetie.” She pulls away so that she can look at me and check my face. “I’m so sorry. I wish I could do something to stop the wedding. What an asshole.”
“I can’t marry him. You already know what I think about him in regard to Dante, and you saw what he was going to do to me. He beat me, and he would have raped me if you didn’t stop it from happening. I have to leave Cordelia. I have to leave. If I stay and marry him, what will become of me?”
She doesn’t answer, she just pulls me in for another hug and holds me, but I think she knows I’m right.
6
Georgiou
Salvatore and I stop in front of the dilapidated disaster of a building we’re about to purchase.
When he looks from me to the building, I already know what my cousin is going to say to me.
This is the first time he’s seen the place, and I brought him here at night so he wouldn’t see just how bad the building looked.
I’m not certain I can hide that under the cover of darkness, though, because the place really does look bad.
“You sure this is the right place?” Salvatore asks.
