Page 178 of Sinful Honor


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I grabbed his neck. “Call in as soon as you arrive.”

He gave me a hard stare, then sidestepped me and left without another word.

He didn’t even go up to his room to pack his things. He just went straight out the door, turning his back on everything.

Fuck.

My mother started sobbing, then escaped through the other door.

And I was left alone in the kitchen, my mind still reeling.

I switched off whatever had been simmering on the stove, then turned to leave.

I got my phone out of my pocket, my mind circling around what had just happened.

And what I had to do.

CHAPTERFORTY-NINE

“Where are you taking me?” I asked Gabe, my heart pounding with anticipation as soon as we arrived at the private airstrip. As it turned out, there wasn’t a single uneventful day in the Falcone family.

And it was kinda fun to be right in the middle of it.

Contrary to my father, Gabe had no intention of keeping me hidden somewhere or even keeping me in the dark about what was going on.

“Verona,” he replied, and his voice had a strange calming effect on me.

“Are you nuts? Why? Did you forget tomorrow’s supposed to be our wedding day?”

I ignored the twinge in my chest. My family wouldn’t be there, but my new one would be.

Well, almost, since Alessio stormed out yesterday, without so much as a goodbye.

Gabe told me about the shocking news, and since yesterday, he always had his phone nearby—as if he was waiting, only for what, I didn’t know.

Though I could see the worry etched into Gabe’s face, his eyes betraying the carefully crafted façade of calmness he usually wore like armor.

He was worried about Alessio going off the deep end.

Doing something stupid.

But then why were we going to Verona instead of following Alessio to Malta?

“You’ll see,” was all he said.

And that cryptic message was as much as I got out of Gabe before we boarded the private jet.

At least he’d told me our destination before take off.

Small improvements all around.

Even though by now, I would probably follow him wherever he went—no questions asked.

The plane roared to life, and I felt the familiar pressure against my seat as we took off into the sky.

As the ground disappeared below us, I couldn’t help but marvel at how far we’d come—literally and figuratively.

Gabe’s concerned gaze flickered over me when he brushed gently against my arm. “Are you feeling okay?”

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