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It’s too soon. It’s two weeks too soon.
I was so close to being truly happy for the first time in my miserable, tortured life.
I want to kill him. I want to break Don Bastone’s neck and watch him bleed.
But most of all, I want to make sure Siena survives.
I think of her from moments earlier. That shy smile. Her beautiful face, her perfect body as she stooped to pull on her panties.
We were so close. We were so fucking close to having something good. I almost made her mine.
Almost.
But that’s not how the world works for people like us, and close isn’t close enough.
The world takes from people like me and her. It takes, and it takes, and it fucks us until we’re broken.
And it won’t stop fucking until we’re gone.
“Maxim,” Feliks says, grabbing my arm. “I see the way you look at her, we all do. You care for her. It’s real, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” I say, my voice thick with rage and betrayal and sorrow. I can barely recognize it. My hands tremble, but not from fear, not for myself at least.
“Then run. I can help you. I’ll distract Father. I’ll do something—”
More pounding at the door. We both stare at it, and we know what it means.
“Maxim, sir, please open up.”
It’s my father’s top guard, Oleg. He has a thick Russian accent and is missing an eye. He’s a vicious bastard, and I’m sure he’s not alone.
“Fuck,” Feliks whispers. “I tried to get here before them. God damn it. There must be another way out.”
I shake my head slowly. “There’s no other way.”
“Maxim.”
“I won’t run. I won’t try to hide. I will face this like a man and do what must be done. There’s no other way.” I squeeze his arm tightly. “Thank you for coming here, brother. I’m not sure what’ll happen now, but this means something to me.”
His face hardens and he nods back. He knows there’s nothing I can do.
My father’s guards are trained killers. They’re strong, and they’re armed. I might be able to fight my way through the ones at the door with Feliks’s help, but what about the ones beyond them, and the ones beyond them? Where would that leave Feliks once the dust settles? Father would never let me escape, and I’d never do it. I’m too much of a loyal bratva son to turn my back on my family. And I’d never ask Feliks to make that sacrifice for my mistake.
“What will you do?”
“I’ll talk to him. Please make sure they don’t hurt her.” I raise my chin and take a deep breath. I want to go back and say something, anything, but I don’t know what words I can use to make this better. I’m so afraid that if I see her one last time, I’ll break down and do something rash, something stupid, something that gets us both killed.
I need her to live. That’s all I want.
The image of her bending over, stepping into her panties, and smiling.
So simple. And all gone.
The last look.
The last time I’ll ever be happy.
I open the door. Oleg frowns at me. He’s flanked by four men, two on each side, all of them armed.
