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I can’t believe we had a huge wedding, with all our friends and families. A honeymoon, too. All of it was fake.
Nik grabs my chin, forcing me to look at him. “You’re exactly like Olivia. History has a funny way of repeating itself, doesn’t it? I steal from Roman, so he steals from me. Except this time, he’s ruined my life, turned my family against me, and forced me to fake my own death. Now I have nothing.Nothing. Soon he’ll have nothing too. You’ll hate him as much as Olivia does. Maybe you’ll finally be the one to kill that bastard.”
I cringe backward as his booze infused breath washes over my face, but his grip is too strong to break. The wild, unhinged light in his eyes fills me with fear.
Terror.
The type that sets off one of three reactions: Fight, flight, or freeze and play dead.
Bound to this chair, I have none of those options. All I can do is gaze back at him and beg for mercy.
Mercy that I know I’ll never receive when Nik says, “I’m going to start with you. I’ll show him what happens to anything he claims as his, when I’ve fucked you in every hole until you bleed. Then you can go back to your precioushusbandand send him my regards.”
He caresses my cheek.
The physical contact makes me sick.
“You’re already damaged goods, so if you’re a good little whore, I’ll share you with my friend.” He glances into a shadowy corner. For the first time, I notice the other man in the room. I’ve seen him before, he’s one of Nik’s bodyguards, thick necked, vacant eyes, he’ll do anything this psycho tells him to do without question.
“You were supposed to be mine, Sophia.” Nik draws my attention back to him. “Now I’m going to make an example out of you. And punish you for thinking you could ever leave me.”
CHAPTER28
Roman
“Where the fuck is she?” I demand of Casella, pointing my gun in his face, only to be met with twelve weapons aimed at me in return. That’s what I get for barging into his home and interrupting this meeting with all his higher ups.
But I don’t give a fuck.
I only care about finding Sophia.
Through gritted teeth, I repeat myself, “Where the fuck ismy wife?”
Casella rises from his seat, motioning for everyone to put their guns down. “I may be many things, De Luca, but I am not stupid enough to lay a finger on your wife.”
“You didn’t take her as punishment for the late shipment?” I ask in confusion.
“I did not. I don’t have a death wish.” He stares at me. “However, if you were any other man, I might say that you do have a wish to die today. If I didn’t rely on your services to deliver my goods, I wouldn’t hesitate to put a bullet in your head for this interruption.”
Barging in on the mob while armed and threatening isn’t a smart move. But like he said, I am a necessity to his business affairs. So, I’ll live to see another day.
I eye him, my gut tells me he speaks the truth about my wife. But if Casella didn’t take her, then who did? I’m out of leads.
“My apologies, gentleman.” I lower my gun and holster it at my waistband. Then I spin around and get the fuck out of there before any of them change their mind about letting me go, furious at myself over my false assumption.
Casella’s right, as long as I’ve known him he’s never been one to play with deadly stakes. He likes his crime easy, his women expensive, and doesn’t mess around in other people’s business. As Don of the Casella family, he has enough on his plate keeping his empire both profitable and peaceful.
In short, he’d never kidnap Sophia. Then who the fuck did?
I bring up Baron’s contact and press call.
“De Luca, I haven’t found her yet.” At least he cuts to the chase. Not that I’m happy about his update.
“What’s the problem?” I bite out. We’re wasting precious time.
I need to find her, not only alive but unharmed. The need to get to her is visceral.
“I tracked the van to a warehouse, but that’s where the trail runs cold. I sent a team. The place is empty and the van’s gone. I know it couldn’t have vanished into thin air, but the team’s turned up nothing helpful.”
