Page 37 of The Darkest King


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“Ithasto happen. This engagement will secure the partnership,” Cade growls. “We’ll deal with Connor Barrett.”

Salvo?

That’s who my father wants me to marry?

Salvo “Sly” Vitale?

My stomach lurches for the tenth time today. Salvo is fifteen years my senior. Balding, enormous belly, hair growing from his ears—that might not be true, but in my head, he has—and he does this slurping thing when he eats.

Revolting.

More to the point, I do not love him.

No fucking way.

I race across the hall and down the stairs, grabbing my coat from out of Susanna’s hands, then out to the car.

Tony glances up as I leap in.

“Ms. Mancini,” he says, startled. He hates that he didn’t get to open the door.

“Go, please. I’m...I’m in a hurry. Late for a meeting.”

At approximately the speed of a snail, he turns the engine on, and we cruise slowly away from my family home.

Angry tears slide down my face.










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CONNOR

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My eyes flick openfor the second time this morning. Mia is gone, but I can still scent her on my sheets, my body.

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