Page 178 of The Counterfeit Lover


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Only for her.

Those thoughts alone would terrify me if I hadn't already accepted that our relationship is anything but ordinary. That what I feel for her doesn't need an explanation, or a justification.

It just is—a type of primal feeling that does not require thinking or direction for it has some of its own. Just like how I've fallen for her time and time again, it seems that I'm forever meant to be hers.

I may not deserve her. Not with the blood on my hands and the demons that still plague my mind. But I'm keeping her, regardless.

I'll just have to be careful not to taint her purity with the weight of my sins.

"We have a spare bedroom. Venezia can come stay with us when you're away," Noelle assures Sisi, since she and Vlad have periods when they go abroad on missions.

"Thank you, that's very sweet of you. Would you mind that, Zia?" Sisi turns to Venezia, asking for her opinion.

She strains a smile, shaking her head.

"I'd like that," she eventually replies, her eyes meeting Noelle's.

"Perfect. It's settled then!"

We finish eating and soon we're ready to leave. Heading through the back, we go to the underground VIP parking where we'd left our cars.

I hold tightly on to Noelle's hand as she laughs at something Sisi says, her entire face lighting up with joy. My chest warms with pleasure at her levity and the fact that she's become more comfortable with Sisi and Venezia. I truly want her to form connections and have the things she was never allowed to have under her brother's tyrannical rule. And though I might be a little jealous at the time she'snotspending with me, as long as she's happy then I'm happy.

She deserves this after everything she's been through. Hell, she deserves so, so much more. Certainly more than me. But because sheismine and I'm hers, I'll do my best to ensure she never lacks for anything.

Still smiling, she tips up her head, her gaze finding mine as she gives me that look of hers—one that promises both sweetness and spice. My lips curl up as I bring her hand to my lips, bending slightly to kiss the inside of her wrist.

"Home," she whispers in a low voice, and I know exactly what she has in mind.

Hell if I'm not already looking forward to it.

As I find myself getting increasingly lost in her gaze and everything she makes me feel, I tune out everything around us, the small noises in the background fading away until the only thing I can hear is her breath. Her increasingly heated, probably thinking of all the ways I'll fuck her, breath. And my own picks up in response.

It's a split of a second later that my senses reel, instinct taking over as I pull her in my arms, my back making contact with the hard pavement just as a car drives at full speed towards us.

The fog on my mind immediately dispels and I'm thrust forward into survival mode. Without thinking, I reach for the gun I have stashed in the back of my belt, getting in position.

Vlad, Sisi and Venezia are just a few feet away, already primed for danger too. Vlad instructs Sisi and Venezia to get cover while I nod for Noelle to follow them and do the same.

His gaze meets mine and I nod, knowing it couldn't be a random act that a car would try to run us overhere—certainly not without motive.

Vlad has a gun in each hand as he assesses the area, waiting for the worst to come.

We communicate silently with our eyes and hand movements, both of us assuming our stances behind a different car as we wait.

Sure enough, it doesn't take long for a storm of bullets to make their way towards us, hitting the cars and triggering the alarms.

"Automatic," I mouth to Vlad who nods grimly. Due to the velocity of the bullets, they have the technological advantage over us, and with how confined the area is, that advantage might become more marked as our movements become more limited.

"Let's distract them," he suggests, motioning to the other side of the parking lot. By moving away, we'd be taking their attention off the women.

Nodding, I wait until there's a slight break in the shooting before I roll over, more or less dashing for the car on the other side. Vlad does the same, and we manage to get to our designated spots with little issue.

"We only need to hold them off for a while," he says as his back meets mine, our eyes still on the potential targets. "The alarm will inform Enzo's personnel and he will send back-up."

"Going by their weapons, they counted on that. So they either want to take us all out at once, or they want to send a warning."

"If this is a warning, then we should know who issued it soon enough."

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