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This was new, different.
Hope.
Something she hadn’t allowed herself to believe in.
It was smeared all over her emeralds. She’d resisted it this morning, but she wasn’t now. Last night in the midst of my torturous mind and inside death’s veil, I had broken a seal inside her.
This was not just new or different, it was good.
I replied with a nod and walked away from my men and to the passenger side of my car with her close in tow. Opening the door, I grasped her hand as she slid inside the black leather seat and walked over to my side. A quick glance at my men behind the wheel of the car behind me, I got inside mine and drove away.
“Where to?”
Her attention stayed on the side mirror as the gates closed behind us.
“Colour. It’s a shop in one of the main strips of Miami.”
I racked my mind through the endless shops on every main strip in Miami but drew a blank.Colour?
“What are you getting there?” I needed a hint.
“Pencils.”
It was a terrible hint. She could’ve ordered pencils online or asked for one. I knew there were a few lurking around the house. Then I remembered her lost in the plane with each stroke she made with a pencil that wasn’t common, and I understood. Some things were better to pick in person, to touch, to feel its weight until you found what you were looking for.
Even now, I still didn’t know what she had been drawing then. I knew so little about her. If I could ask Viktor to look into her past, he would give me everything there was to know, but something kept me from doing so.
Maybe it was curiosity. But really, I wanted to find it on my own and learn everything about her from her own words. It didn’t matter either way; I shouldn’t care.
I searchedColourin Miami on my phone, found the exact location, and placed my phone back inside my suit jacket. It was near a few restaurants, but I preferred eating at the ones I owned.
“Are you hungry now?”
“Do you mind if we eat brunch instead of breakfast?” she asked instead.
“Not at all.”
“Then I’ll wait for brunch.”
Silence returned, and I was thankful for its peace. It was easier to pay attention to my surroundings. Katia may have been oblivious to the threat of taking her outside the home in broad daylight, but I was well aware. While no one would dare make such a bold move in my presence, I wasn’t one to let my guard down. I wouldn’t pay for such a mistake.
Those born with power often felt untouchable, forgetting the rats that moved in the cracks. I wasn’t born with power, I fought my way to it. From the bottom, I’d learned what the streets were capable of and knew firsthand the true criminals who roamed freely in the light.
The game had changed with Katia’s presence in Miami. She was the weak link; she was the one to take out. Because the easiest way to get to me would be through her.
For a man like me, I would do anything to assure her safety. Her father and grandfather both couldn’t protect their own women,their queens, and by doing so, they’d lose respect within their syndicates. Afterall, could you really call yourself a man if you couldn’t protect what was yours?
“Are they following us?”
The light had turned red, and I gazed at her. Her delicate jawline tightened as she focused her attention on the side mirror. I didn’t have to see the reflection. She spoke of Sergio and Rio.
“Yes.”
“You don’t travel with a tail.”
It wasn’t a question.
“How bad is it, Lucca?” Her eyes snapped to mine, but the traffic light changed so I returned mine to the road.
