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Ginevra clutches our hands. “I’ve got it! What if you don’t come back with us? You could stay here with Elena for a while. Maybe the creep will get bored and go away, then you can come home.”
It’s not a bad idea. No one would question Arianna wanting to stay here with her cousin for a few more weeks.
“I don’t know…” Arianna glances over her shoulder, the worry in her eyes tugs at my heartstrings. “I guess I could stay.”
“I think it’s a good idea. We don’t have to tell Papa and Mama what’s going on, though I think we should just in case this escalates.”
Arianna sighs. “I guess you’re right. I just wish I knew who this guy is, you know?”
“Well, we think he’s Russian, so…”
Russian. Nik. The Kozlov Bratva. Of course, how could I be so blind?
Gin nudges me. “You just had an epiphany. What are you thinking?”
“Has Papa mentioned anything about the Kozlovs since we broke our agreement with them and I married Roman?”
“I don’t think so.” Ginevra looks to Arianna for confirmation.
I didn’t think it possible for Arianna to be any paler, but all the remaining blood drains from her face.
“Oh my God,” she whispers in horror. “Could it be Dimitri Kozlov? He’s second in command and he was the backup groom if anything were to happen to Nikolai. Now that he’s dead… And I’m the backup bride if anything happened to you, Sophia. Now you’re married and I’m—” She cuts herself off.
I hadn’t realized marrying Roman would put my sister in this situation. Of course Dimitri wouldn’t let this go. He probably thinks my family betrayed him by going back on our word. But Arianna can’t marryhim. I’ve met him once, and I guarantee he’s worse than Nik.
I’ve never seen such cold and dead green eyes before Dimitri’s gaze briefly settled on me when we met. I wouldn’t dare spend a minute alone in a room with him.
What have I done?
Arianna’s phone pings with an incoming text. All three of us lean in to read it.
Unknown
See you soon, Kisa.
The attached picture shows a plane ticket from New York City to Catania, Italy.
Dimitri’s coming for Arianna. Right now. We need to leave before it’s too late.
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