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“She betrayed you, Boss. All evidence points at her.”
“I said, shut the fuck up.” I raise my fist and punch him in the face. He staggers backward, blood exploding from his lip.
My senior guard straightens in front of me again and for the first time since we were growing up, he grabs me by the collar of my shirt, his voice rising. “Wake up, Adrian. You’re a traitor to the Bratva because of her and if you don’t use your brain, you’ll be executed by Sergei. I don’t give a fuck if you kill me, but I will not allow you to die now after how far you’ve come.”
I breathe so harshly, my pulse roars in my ears. My chest aches to the point that it’s about to explode, because I know, deep down, that Kolya is right.
And this might as well be the end.
20
Lia
Pain lodges at the back of my head when I open my eyes.
Moisture clings to my lashes as I blink tears away. Was I crying? But from what?
I cradle my temples while I try to recall the nightmare I just had and why I’m on the verge of bawling my eyes out.
My teeth chatter and I decide not to ponder over the nightmare. Instead, I hold on to last night’s memories.
A tender ache blossoms between my legs, but it’s the delicious type, the type that brings a smile to my lips. I remember each and every one of Adrian’s touches, the way he was considerate, passionate, but also slow, taking his time in owning my body.
While Adrian has the best aftercare, last night was the first time he’s been that affectionate during the act itself. As if he wanted to engrave himself beneath my skin and stay there. Not that he needs to. He seeped through my bloodstream like a potent potion long ago.
One thing’s for sure, something changed between us last night, because, in a way, I feel closer to him now more than ever. But it hurt to confess my feelings for the second time and get silence again.
I try convincing myself that I’m used to this, that I’m already aware of Adrian’s inability to have those feelings, that his care and attentiveness are enough.
But I guess I’m too greedy to settle for that.
I’m too greedy for the touch I felt yesterday, for how he held me, kissed me, and worshipped every inch of my body as if it were the first and last time he’d be with me.
The hangover headache is worth it.
Though I would’ve preferred he be by my side this morning. Did he perhaps go to train with Kolya and the others as usual? Or maybe Jeremy tried to barge into the bedroom and Adrian decided to have breakfast with him.
I take my time waking up, trying not to trigger my already blinding headache. When I straighten to get out of bed, I startle when I notice Adrian sitting on a chair by the door. He’s wearing a white shirt and black pants, his elbows on his knees and his hands forming a steeple at his chin.
I smile, but it vanishes as I stare into the soulless depths of his ashen eyes. They’re dark, cold, and absolutely savage, like that day he killed that man right in front of me.
The only difference is they’re now focused on me. He was probably watching me like that the whole time I was sleeping.
A strange apprehension grips me by the throat as I pull the covers to my chin, feeling like I need every barrier possible right now. “Adrian…? What’s wrong—”
“I’m going to ask you some questions and you’ll answer,” he cuts me off, his calm like a thousand needles pricking into my skin at the same time. “Lie and it’ll be the last you’ll utter.”
My heart thrums violently in my chest and my breathing shatters into fragmented pieces. Adrian has only been this cold to me when he thought I was cheating on him. But I thought he believed me for a few weeks now.
I thought we’d started a new page.
“Do you remember Mikhail’s last birthday party, Lia?”
Oh, God.
Oh, no.
Why is he asking about that? Did he figure it out? Of course, he did. Adrian isn’t an idiot. He wouldn’t have brought up that day if he didn’t have a purpose behind it.
