Page 79 of Violent God


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“I wasn’t asking.” She inhales. “I’ll be gone by the time you return from your trip.”

“Isa, this is madness. We can talk about it. Work things out.” I run my fingers through my hair. “Sweetheart, please.”

“It won’t change anything, Alessandro. If you care for me at all, you’ll let me go.”

“Isa, there’s still a threat out there. I can’t let you go. I won’t.”

She meets my gaze.

“Then find somewhere safe for me to go. Somewhere away from you.”

Each word feels like a knife stabbing me right through my fucking heart.

“I can’t protect you if you’re not here.”

“I don’t care, Alessandro. At least out there I’ll be able tolive. I won’t be sitting here, looking out a window, wishing I wereanywhereelse but here.” Her chin wobbles. “At least out there, I won’t have to worry that the man I love is lying to me.”

“Isa—”

My fucking phone rings.

“Answer it. You know you’re going to anyway.”

“Isa, please.”

She moves past me, going to the closet. My phone continues to ring and Blanc’s name flashes across the screen. Cursing, I send the call to voicemail and follow Isa to the closet. She’s on her knees, folding items before putting them into her luggage. I feel so fucking helpless. No. She can’t leave me. She can’t!

I squat next to her. “Dolcezza, we can work this out. Please, just wait until I get home.”

“You are home, Alessandro.” She meets my gaze. “I can’t wait. I’m sorry, but I can’t.”

“Please—”

“You have two days to find me a place to live until the divorce is final. If you don’t, I’ll find my own place and you won’t have a say in where I go. Understand?”

Her words are sharp. Final, even, reminding me so much of something I’d say.

I’ve done this.

I’ve hurt this sweet, sweet woman so much that she now has to harden herself.

From me.

Fuck.

She’s right. It’s not fair to keep her here when she’s unhappy.

Even though it’s going to kill me to let her go, I say, “I’ll have a place for you by tomorrow.”

“Thank you.” She stands. “I’m going to stay in one of the guest rooms tonight.”

“Isa—”

My fucking phone rings again and I curse.

Isa says, “Answer it, Alessandro. I’m sure they need you.”

With those last words, she brushes past me, leaving me alone in our closet.

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