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“No, it’s not.”
A creak behind in the hallway made us both gasp and turn around. My father was looking at my mother, concern in his eyes. Tears were beginning to well his eyes as well before they spilled over.
“I’m sorry, Kate,” he sobbed, pulling her into a rough hug. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
She tensed. I expected her to pull back, but after a moment, she sunk into my father’s arms. I watched in shock as she began to comforthim. “It’s ok. I’m ok.”
He cried into her shoulder, and she rubbed his back. I didn’t get it. He hurt her. But then he acted like he didn’t. And she forgave him.
It was all so confusing for eight-year-old me. My dad did a horrible thing to my mom, and she forgave him. After that day, I began to see my father’s actions in a different light. Maybe they weren’t so bad, not if he could be forgiven. Maybe my mother wasn’t the good person I thought she was. My father sure seemed to think she was a problem.
My life was never the same after that.
* * *
I shovethe memory away as I drive to Marco’s house. The image of my father’s face leaves me conflicted, and the image of my mother’s face makes me feel a twinge of guilt.
No. I can’t go getting soft now. I have a mission to accomplish.
Francesca.
I need to fuck her before Henry does.
So, that’s why I’m going to sneak into her room tonight. Sure, it’s a little juvenile, but I think it’ll get the job done.
The only problem is that Marco has a shit ton of camera’s posted around the house. Fortunately, I know where the blind spots are. At the side of the house, there’s a trellis that lease to the second floor. No cameras are back there. I can go right up without being discovered.
I don’t park in his driveway. Instead, I leave my car at the end of it and walk up to the house, keeping to the shadows until I reach the side of the house. The climb is so easy, it’s almost disappointing. I land in a hallway that’s eerily quiet. Marco’s mansion is a fucking maze sometimes. It takes me a few tries before I find which room Francesca is staying in.
Her sleeping form is one of peace. Too bad I’m about to change her life forever.
“Knock, knock,” I say, actually knocking on the door.
Francesca jerks awake as I shut the door behind me, plunging us both into darkness. She flicks the light on, and her eyes widen when she sees me. “Leo?” She clutches the blanket to her chest, the picture of modesty. That needs to change.
“Hey, Fran. Thought I’d pay you a nighttime visit.” I rake my eyes over her. “Too bad you’re not wearing the gift I gave you.”
She watches me like a deer watches a hunter in the woods. “I’m more comfortable in my PJs.”
“They’re cute.” I nod at the bed. “Mind if I sit down?”
“I don’t think you should be in here.”
I pause. “You’re probably right. I shouldn’t be. But then, where would the fun be in that? So, can I sit down?” Francesca needs to feel like she’s in control of this moment. My plan won’t work otherwise. I can’t just take her. I need to seduce her.
After a moment, she nods. “I guess. But, Leo, what are you doing here?”
“I wanted to come see you.” I sit down, holding her gaze with mine. “I’ve missed you.”
“You’ve seen me a lot of times.”
“Not enough, if you ask me.”
She flushes, ducking her head and looking very cute. “You should probably go. I don’t think Emilia would like you being here.”
“What Emilia doesn’t know, won’t hurt her.”
“Are you dangerous?” she asks, meeting my gaze again.
