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His hand wipes away the tears like he’s angry they fell, but I reach up and catch one on my thumb.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m crying,” he says as more tears fall.
I wipe at them with my thumb then take his face in my hand. “I do love you,” I confess. “And I didn’t want to say goodbye.” I didn’t believe I could make it out of what had happened, but he needed to know it wasn’t a game to me. They all did. I didn’t say those words to hurt him, I said them so that if I did leave this world, they knew that my love for them was real and it was the very last thing I thought of.
Lev cries harder now and pulls me impossibly closer. Eventually, my tears join his. We lay there, glued together, letting our emotions run their course. We don’t have a clock in here so I have no idea how much time has passed when he finally pulls back and looks me in the eye.
“I love you, Lucky Charm, and you are not allowed to leave this world unless I’m leaving it too, do you understand?”
It’s the first order he’s ever given me, and I don’t have to think twice about responding. “I won’t, I understand.”
I sit up to kiss him and even with a split lip and a bruised face, it’s everything I needed. Lev has always lit a fire in me, he’s always been the one. But I need him to know he’s not the only one.
“I love them too,” I tell him gently, afraid it might hurt him. “Please don’t make me choose.”
“You already chose all of us, and we’ve chosen you right back. Even if Damien is in a shit mood, we all choose you.”
My body sags with relief only to realize this all may be for nothing.
“Boris,” I say as I push myself to sit up too quickly. My head sways as panic grips me. “He’s here. He’s here for me.”
Lev’s brows crease, but he grabs my hands. “He won’t be coming in here without your permission.”
“He doesn’t care about permission,” I nearly yell as panic sets into my bones. I’m a sitting duck here even with Lev by my side. We wouldn’t be a challenge to a man like him.
“This man has been after me my entire life. He will stop at nothing to get to me. Nothing.” I start to hyperventilate, unable to control the panic gripping my chest.
Lev's hand goes to my hair. “We need to talk to you. Someone has been lying to you. When you were asleep, we were able to put some pieces together. Plus, your friend arrived and filled in a lot of the puzzle.”
“My friend?” I question, wondering just how much could have happened while I was asleep. My breathing starts to calm as my mind sets on a different course.Who the fuck is my friend?
“Havoc,” he replies with a nod, and my body stills. If Havoc is here, then none of these men are safe.
“Where is he? Where is he right now?” I ask with a little too much bite. Lev looks at me like he wants to question my attitude, but I’m not about to lose them. Not after everything. I need to know where he is before he kills everyone here.
“Havoc is one of the world's most deadly and well-trained assassins. If he’s here, then none of you are safe. That man got arrested, sent to Guantanamo Bay, killed his mark inside, and escaped within three days.”
Lev's eyes go wide, finally understanding the gravity of this situation. “I need to talk to him. Right now!”
Lev gets out his phone and within a minute, Alexi is walking into the room with a tablet. “He’s right here,” Alexi says to me, handing over the screen with the cameras already pulled up.
I look closely at the footage of him sitting on the bed. He’s unnaturally still. It’s weird seeing him locked up in Damien's shed. Especially knowing how easily he could escape it.
That’s when I see it. Havoc has always had a thing for numbers. Fifteen is a go-to of his when it comes to looping video feeds. Right at the fifteen-second mark, his pinky twitches. And it does it again at exactly the next fifteen-second mark.
“He’s not in there,” I tell Alexi, handing him the tablet.
Clapping sounds from behind my door and Havoc appears. I want to smile seeing my friend, but I’m also terrified of his reason for being here.
“Very good, little E. You always did know all my tricks.”
He walks into the room, but Alexi raises a gun and Lev has out his tactical whip before I can blink. Which isn’t saying much with the amount of drugs I’m currently on, but still.
“Stop,” I tell them all, knowing I need to gain control of the situation before things get astronomically worse. They all freeze, but no one looks at me. Their eyes are all trained on each other, waiting like predators about to pounce. “Havoc, put the blade on the counter. Both of them.”
He doesn't hesitate to listen, and both of the guys are shocked he had them hidden in his hands. My father taught me how to throw a knife, but Havoc is the one who taught me how to make sure it isn’t seen until you’re being stabbed with it.
“Ghost, Alexi, put the weapons down. He won’t hurt you, will you?” I glare at Havoc, enough of a warning. I don’t care why my uncle sent him, no one is dying here today.
