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"Although, considering how you rebuffed her, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind if one of us decides to pursue her, eh?" Luca adds.
A growl rips up my throat and I blink. What the fuck? What do I care if she decides to hook up with one of them? Not my problem. They are welcome to her. A hot sensation stabs at my chest. I ignore it. "Go for it." I close my eyes again. "Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to get my beauty sleep."
"Not so quickly." I open my eyes and Michael narrows his gaze on me, "As soon as the doctor agrees, we’re moving you out of here."
"What do you mean? I am not going anywhere with you. I plan to get on my feet then…"get out of here.I don’t say the words aloud.
"Exactly." Michael smirks. "Afraid we’re putting you under an old-fashioned house arrest."
"Are you?" I tilt my head.
"Can’t have you getting your memory back, and then you go rushing off to whoever it is you owe your allegiance to," Seb confirms.
"We’re not letting you leave." Christian bares his teeth. "Not until we figure out who the hell is behind your actions."
"What makes you think I was following anyone’s orders?" I manage to fold my arms behind my neck. My muscles grumble, my biceps hurt, but fuck that. I grit my teeth, force a bored expression on my face. "And I’m not going anywhere with you."
"Oh, you are," Massimo drawls.
"Keep dreaming," I say mildly.
"He has no idea." Adrian shakes his head.
"None whatsoever." Luca smirks.
"The fuck you talking about?"
"The fact that, in about two minutes, you are going to agree to everything we ask of you," Seb retorts.
"And I thought I was the one on painkillers." I chuckle "What have you guys been imbibing, eh?"
"Wait for it," Christian cups his palm behind his ears, "wait for it."
"What the hell?" I stare at them.
"Any moment now," Adrian adds.
The door to the room opens, and the clack of heels hitting the floor reaches me.
"Axel, my boy," a woman’s voice reaches me.
The guys move aside so I have an unrestricted view of the woman who has entered the room. Her hair is grey and cut in a bob which sweeps her chin. Her features are almost regal as she sweeps her gaze over me. She wears a pantsuit, and on her feet, she wears stilettos I’d expect to see on a woman half her age. She wears a string of pearls around her neck, which only adds to her aristocratic bearing.
"There you are." She brushes past Michael and bends to take my hand. "I am so happy that you are awake. I was so worried about you,nipotino mio."
"Uh," I turn to Luca, "what does that mean?"
"It means my grandson," the woman interjects. "I am your grandmother, Axel."
"Grandmother?" I blink. "So, you are my father’s—"
"Mother, yes," she nods. "Unfortunately, your father is no longer with us."
"I guessed." I frown back at her. "How did he die?" I raise a hand, "No, don’t tell me. I’m guessing he was killed by one of you?" I glance around at the gathered men.
"Not so sadly, I take the credit for that," Michael retorts. "He wanted me out of the way, so I had to kill him first."
"Sounds like a fun family," I respond.
