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"Yes," he replied. "I'm still working on sorting these memories out. We'll talk about it once you're well-rested and all of this is behind us. Deal?"
"Deal," I concluded. "Got far too much on my plate to worry about anything else, honestly."
"After this, you'll get a moment to breathe."
"And eat chocolate."
"Sure," Viktor seemed slightly amused by that as he focused on the road. "The curtain is about to open. Put on a show, William."
"Trust me, I most certainly will," I declared with a sly grin that surely made my eyes darken. "Time to show what a De Luca I really am."
The stakes are high — just the way I like them — but as a part of the Forbidden, it's time to show the world exactly how much of a De Luca I really am.
The magnitudeof gasps that rendered the world silent only prompted the smile that graced my lips as Viktor gestured for me to get out of the car. Stepping into the cool winter air, I inhaled deeply while securing my suit coat.
I'd never seen this place as packed as it was in this fine moment - reporters, fans, strangers who probably knew me by name but had to be a part of this unfolding story that was about to be abolished.
Like the Red Sea, my steps ignited the parting of the crowd, giving me the opportunity to head up the stairs - step by step. I knew Viktor was to my right side, my protector in case anyone decided to change these new circumstances with the pull of a trigger. But from my senses, I knew we had multiple hidden agents in the crowd - not to mention the aerial agents with their pistols - ready to take down anyone who dared to become a hindrance.
The shock in everyone's faces was priceless - as if they were witnessing a ghost coming back to commit a final deed against those who had placed them in their death bed.
Only my circumstance was different. I'd placed myself in that bed of irony, but Mother Moon decided I was worthy to be her servant of justice. To prove my purpose wasn't solely to die but to rise from the ashes of my mistakes and let the world see me for who I was.
I sensed someone to my right, and I was impressed to confirm it was Onyx in a perfect black suit that matched Viktor’s. He even had a silver tie, the pop of metallic only making me wish to see his marvelous onyx eyes and rings of metal.
He was purposely wearing exquisite sunglasses, even though it wasn't close to sunny outside, but I was sure he did it on purpose or else our mate bond would do ridiculous things to my male counterpart and with how fitted this suit was, I didn't need the trouble.
The silence was still ongoing, even as I reached the top step. My eyes landed on the group of five individuals to my right.
The woman right in the middle caught my attention - her attire barely covering her properties and her dreadful dyed hair of barbie pink only clued me in on who this imposter must be acting as.
Her eyes were wide, completely filled with shock, just like her comrades, who wore suits that surely could have been from the local Walmart for all we knew. No one in this group looked like they held a billion dollars in their savings account, let alone billions in their checking.
The presenter who stood in the middle with a cameraman and female reporter appeared pleased with my arrival as he stood at 6'7" in a cream suit with hints of pink and gold. The outlook only told me what I needed to know as I walked to the very spot that was opposite the leading woman in question.
Viktor and Onyx moved to stand on the side, just along the rotating glass doors, waiting for my orders while ensuring my safety. I, on the other hand, took a good moment to look this familiar woman up and down.
"Now, Elizabitch," I began with a deep rumble that surely gave her and these fake bastards a clue of my hidden rage. "What possibly possessed you into thinking you could impersonate me?"
"T-This is impossible!" she snapped. "Y-You're dead! It's been all over the news outlets since six in the morning!" She was speaking loudly on purpose, grabbing everyone's attention once more as she stood a little taller amongst her grey-suited men.
It must have looked rather desperate in comparison to my side, since I stood by myself against her chosen disciples.
She tapped her chest and pointed at me. "My name is Willow De Luca! The daughter of my dead father, Roberto De Luca! Arrest this imposter who dares to try and act like my brother!"
I side glanced in the direction of the standing officers. Everyone's attention followed the five officers, who only grew tense at the added attention.
When none of them moved, Elizabitch only stomped her foot in impatience.
"This instant!"
The police officer in the middle took a step forward, but his eyes were on me as he boldly asked, "Are you really William De Luca?"
The way I smirked got the camera shutters going wild while my fans gasped at my look of pure excitement.
"Do you believe anyone else can replicate my style, class, and persona?" I tossed back. He was quivering as he quickly shook his head.
"N-No, sir! We're...just shocked because it was confirmed that you...you..."
