Page 54 of A War Around Us


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“Their lines.” Her tongue rolled in Italian.

“How so?”

“One will be thin and easy to erase.”

“And the other?”

She took a deep breath. “Hard to ignore.”

Give an inch.

“Both are important. Take them.”

Her head shook as our native tongue triumphed in my favor. When she spun, I saw confusion in her eyes as they blazed.

“Just remember, even if lines can be erased, the mark will remain intact.”

“You got more to say, Lucca?” Her defiance was clear as she switched to English.

I’ve had enough of her mouth, her attitude, and overall the mindfuck.

“I don’t have all day. Pick one or both. They arejust pencils.”

“But they are much more!” she spat.

Irritation gripped me and all coolness fled as I stared down at her stained lips. She too felt the change as her body drew back.

“I didn’t mean—”

“To what? Snap? Raise your voice to me?”

Her head shook. “No one is around.”

I no longer cared. I had given too much, and that had been my fault.

She’d forgotten who I was, who she was to marry, and whose bed she slept in at night.

Fuck giving an inch.

I wouldn’t be disrespected by aVitelli.

KATIA

Lucca’s body was tense,fighting for control as his eyes struggled to regain the violence I’d sparked. I knew I had pushed too far, and I’d flipped a switch I had no power to reverse.

Even in the car, I shared too much, but I had been so blinded with the possibility of getting what I wanted. It had been just us and the small treaty we’d agreed to without words. I’d spoken to him openly, but now my words had been blurred by mixed feelings and the thought of the real lines that were drawn between us.

I had spoken to him out of spite, with disrespect and out of the one place he’d challenged me not to do so, our home.

As I stared at the cruelty his eyes carried, I grew anxious.

I’d played with wrath and menace, and all they’d ever delivered to me was pain. I’d lost my way of composure and the years of practice of hiding my thoughts from my mouth.

All I could now see in his eyes was the same hatred my father cast before physical pain would follow.

I waited and waited because even in public there was nothing these men couldn’t hide.

Breathe!I demanded myself.Fight back.

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