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I raise an eyebrow at her. “About me?”
“Yeah. I was starting to think all you’ve ever known is violence.”
“I have people who love me.” I glance at the door feeling like shit because Everleigh has no one.
Silence falls between us, and my thoughts turn to Vincent. I haven’t seen my brother since the first day when they made him torture Everleigh.
I have no idea whether he’s dead or alive.
When I hear footsteps, I gather the two paper plates and climb to my feet.
Dario opens the door, his gun in his right hand. Instead of taking the plates, he orders, “Come.”
Christ. Here we go again.
I’m still in a world of pain from the beating and knife wound to my hand, but not wanting to give them any satisfaction, I set the paper plates down, and schooling my face into a neutral expression, I walk into the hallway.
Just like before, Everleigh is right behind me.
When we enter the room where Prodi is waiting, sitting on the wooden chair like a fucking king, I steel myself for any kind of torture they’re going to throw my way.
There’s no sign of Vincent which fills me with disappointment. I was hoping to at least see my brother. I don’t dare ask about Vincent. It will just make things worse.
We’re joined by three of Prodi’s soldiers, which probably means they’re going to beat the shit out of me again.
It’s better than losing any of my body parts.
Prodi glances between Everleigh and me, then says, “I think you’re lying to me.” He waves a hand at us. “I don’t think you’re dating.”
“I don’t give a shit what you think,” I mutter.
The man is way too focused on something as trivial as my relationship status. What’s he playing at?
From the one euro ransom he demanded from my father, I get the feeling Prodi is all about mind games. He knows we can handle physical torture, so maybe he’s trying to break us mentally.
“Prove to me you’re in a relationship with the girl,” he demands.
Fuck.
When I don’t move a muscle and keep quiet, Prodi lights a cigarette and says, “Or my men will take turns fucking the girl before I put a bullet between her eyes.”
“Alek,” Everleigh whimpers. She presses into my side, and I feel her body trembling like a leaf caught in a shit storm.
Stay calm.
“How do you expect me to prove a relationship to you?”
A smirk forms on the bastard’s face. “Fuck her.”
Prodi lifts his chin at Dario, who trains the barrel of his gun on Everleigh.
There’s not a doubt in my mind they’ll kill her if I refuse.
Anger ignites in my veins, and knowing there’s no way out of this, I glance down at Everleigh. She meets my eyes with a horrified look.
A blast echoes through the room, and the bullet misses Everleigh’s head by an inch. Shock registers on her face, then she shrieks and presses her face into my bicep. “Alek!”
My anger turns to rage, and I lock eyes with Prodi. “I wasn’t aware you got off on watching other people fuck.”
