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“I don’t care who it is that you thought you needed to rescue, Luigi. I’m sure you have your reasons, and they will be good ones. But ditch the bitch you saved as soon as possible and come home. Mateo Catalan has posted a hit on your head tonight, and it’s a hefty price. The girl doesn’t matter, lie low and get back home where we can protect you properly.” Alessandro sounds no-nonsense, and I can see Luigi’s desire to tell him everything.
I shake my head slowly, biting my lip as I’ve seen actresses do to look seductive.
Luigi shakes his head back at me, but I realize it’s because he’s giving in to me. He sighs and says, “I’ll do that, don’t worry. I don’t want to give details over the phone, but you will understand when you know the full story.”
“I hope so,” Alessandro says, his voice cold. “Because I do not like it when things do not go according to a well-chosen plan.”
“I assure you, it will make sense. I’ll see you soon.” Alessandro hangs up, and I realize that I have gotten Luigi into a lot of trouble, but still, I can’t help the sense of vengeance that burns in my heart.
“Luigi…”
“You can sleep in the bedroom,” he says as he stands up. “You’ll need your rest. Tomorrow we get back to our families, and I won’t mention that you got yourself in this mess, but you will have to explain how this happened to your father when he asks.”
“Please, help me get my revenge, and my father will overlook everything. He’ll get Alessandro to do the same,” I plead.
“I’ll take the sofa,” he says with a note of finality.
I’m disappointed as he holds out a hand and I stand. I look up at him, but he looks away so I carefully walk to the bedroom and curl under the sheets. But I can’t sleep. I feel like the adrenaline is still coursing through my body from being taken. My body still burns where the old woman scrubbed me clean. I can hear Luigi tossing and turning on the sofa, and I feel a sense of guilt.
Maybe this is why my father doesn’t want me to lead. Because I can’t think things through. I won’t lie, this has knocked my confidence down a notch, but surely all great leaders make mistakes. No one is perfect.
The still air of the night starts to calm me down and lulls me into a sense of peace. For the briefest moment, I picture what it would be like if Luigi had shared the bed with me. How safe I would feel if he held me in his arms and I rested my head on his thick chest. I don’t know where these thoughts keep coming from, but I close my eyes, and in the next instant, light is streaming through the room.
I hadn’t closed the curtains to block out the morning sun, so I blearily blink my eyes open. They ache from the brightness attacking them.
I can hear a sizzling sound and smell bacon, possibly eggs.
I get up and fix myself as best I can before going to the kitchen, where Luigi is making food. I sit down at the island near him, and he nods in my direction.
“Morning,” I say quietly.
He nods again.
He dishes the food onto two plates and places one in front of me. “Eat up. We need to get going.”
I tuck into the large plate of food. It’s delicious and fills my stomach. I didn’t realize it was hurting from being empty, abused by alcohol, and being drugged. I glance at Luigi, and a thought strikes me suddenly.
“So,” I say casually, “they attackedyoufor being a Sorvino which means the Catalans and Sorvinos are enemies, right? I mean, that could pose a big problem for both our families.”
“Don’t talk about what you don’t know,” he says, not making eye contact.
“Am I wrong?” I ask, picking at my eggs.
He sighs and looks at me with an annoyed expression. “What are you getting at?”
“I’m just saying that if you and I were to take out Mateo, it would benefit both our families. I would get revenge for my father and myself, and you would have sent a message back to the rest of the Catalan family that the Sorvinos are not to be messed with.
“We would need the blessing from our families,” he says, returning to his food.
I nod. “You’re right, although it’s easier to ask for forgiveness than permission. My life will be in danger because I got away, and they will want me back to sell me to whoever was challenging you.” I steal a glance at him again.
He eats his food, then sighs, putting down his fork and wiping his mouth. “We would have to terminate all communication with our families, work through my people that my family doesn’t use, and we would have to ensure that this doesn’t come back to bite us in the ass. Do you get that?”
I try not to get giddy, but I can’t help myself. I stand and throw my arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. He sighs in my ear, and after I let him go, he takes out his phone.
I watch as he sends a text and ask, “What are you doing?”
“Tell the cousins I’m going radio silent for a few days. They’ll know that means I’m destroying this phone.” He makes sure the text goes through before he actually destroys the phone.
