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Chapter Twenty
Elena
At 10:35, I catch out of the corner of my eye the two sisters sneaking out. They are going to the hotel room where they are going to watch the bomb go off and celebrate the end of the Clans. And the beginning of their reign.
At least, they think that’s going to happen. And they expect me to be there with them. But in about seven minutes, when the bomb is set to go off, and they see nothing, they would be sorely mistaken. I would expect within 10 minutes after that for them to be right back in here trying to figure out what went wrong. And then, that’s when Stefan will strike.
I’m waiting with bated breath, trying to keep my cool as I probably drink a little bit too fucking much. There is a chance, though slim, that Stefan’s seedy men won’t be able to disarm a bomb. Or bombs, as I hear there actually are.
Stefan sent a few messages to me and let me know. They didn’t miss a beat, and they weren’t taking any fucking chances, and it was a good thing Stefan was paranoid enough to have his men be thorough.
I hate to admit it, but I’m going to owe him after this.
What’s really on my mind, is Luca. I can’t believe he even fucking showed up. I mean, I know that the Clan leaders are supposed to all be here in London. But I figured with the way he’s been acting that he wouldn’t be able to make it.
The interesting part, I can tell he’s stone cold sober. He has the same look about him he did the night that we first met at the other party. The night that I was being forced into marriage with his brother and killed him instead.
He glances at me a few times from across the room with that look of a wolf on the hunt. However, there’s something else there now too. A defeat. A tiredness. A weakness that wasn’t there before. And I don’t know if that is something that I can contribute to me, or maybe just the fact that he’s not hiding his crazy anymore. Or maybe it’s simply withdrawal. Who knows?
I really shouldn’t fucking care. He kicked me out. He had his friends rape me. He abused me in every way. But there’s something about our souls that just cannot let go of each other. It makes me feel like if I was able to love someone and they were able to love me for exactly me, they would have to be like this. I always knew that they would have to be like this. Which is exactly why I knew that even if Isaac wasn’t gay it would never work.
Our hearts and souls didn’t align. But Luca’s, when he’s at his best, maybe ours could.
Maybe it makes me weaker than I ever thought I was to think that, but it’s just how my heart feels right now. My heart that also feels like it needs stitches.
The clock ticks on, and then the time comes. The bomb doesn’t go off. No bombs go off. And nobody seems to be the wiser.
How nice it is to be ignorant. For all these people here that have their wives on their arms and don’t know that something bad was about to happen to them. They could very well have been wiped out entirely from the face of the Earth.
How nice it is not to know what goes on behind closed doors. To claim the benefit of the doubt.
I think there’s some famous book about that.The Great Gatsby, isn’t it? How Daisy says that she wants most if she ever has a child for her to be stupid. Because stupid people don’t know what’s out there.
And I can kind of understand that. Ignorance may make you look bad, but it doesn’t break you. It doesn’t laugh in your face when your world comes crashing down.
I watch the doors to see if they’re going to come in. And sure enough, Galina, every bit the bitter and blunt bitch she is, comes right through the front door. She looks good and pissed, and she glares at me. Shit, this isn’t good.
But before I have to answer for myself, Stefan appears, flanked by two men each one carrying the bombs in their hand. Two small and one large.
“Are these what you’re looking for?”
He says it so loud that the music stops and everybody stares. Everyone is now going to know who this woman is and that she tried to have us all killed. But where is Ivana?
Instead of looking at Galina for her reaction, I let Stefan worry about that, and I start looking around to see if I could spot Ivana. The smarter, sneakier one, she probably came in the side door or backdoor and is hiding among the crowd or in the shadows. I don’t want her to get away because she could easily have someone come after me for this.
“Everyone, meet Galina Badescu.” Once Stefan says it, a bunch of gasps go around. She is instantly grabbed and tied up by several more men in the crowd. I don’t know if they work for Stefan, or for Ion, or for someone else entirely. But Galina will be taken care of.
“She’s the one that’s been after us for a while. She’s the one who blew up the Sala wedding. Her and her sister. They’ve been trying to get revenge for us banishing their father years and years ago.”
“You’re fucking pigs. Every single one of you. My sister will get away and make you pay for this.”
“Yes, where is your sister?”
And that’s when I spot her. I yelled going around, only for her to be grabbed by none other than my husband. Luca wraps his arms tight around her so she can’t move. It was obvious that Galina has all the physical strength of the two of them.
For one fleeting moment, I have a little bit of guilt. I do know Ivana has a child, but the child is safe with her mother. Besides, how safe will the child be growing up with a woman like that? Especially with Galina around.
It was never going to be good for that child. And maybe now the child can have a future. Maybe I’ll find a way one day to make sure that the child is safe. Has a good life.
