Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 96808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
“Shouldn’t we know what’s next? We can come back and check on her after,” I say nervously.
He looks to me as if just remembering I’m standing here. Running a hand through his hair and readjusting himself, he nods. I don’t think I start breathing again until he starts to walk out of the room.
I sigh and pull my phone to text Emory. I need her here. Someone needs to watch over Oni.
Me: It’s going south. Get here now.
White-hot pain shoots through my skull. I’ve been having these headaches for two years now. The last thing I need is to deal with my brother’s shit.
Fuck.
Oni
My knees are hurting from sitting on this floor like this and my back has a dull ache. I don’t feel good. Whatever they did has my head thumping and my stomach cramping.
My baby.
“Please hold on,” I whimper.
I didn’t get to confirm the pregnancy or tell Rico. After realizing I might have missed more than one cycle, I just know. I want to break down and sob, but I have to be strong to get out of here.
I’ve never trusted Lorcan. It’s the way he always looked at me. Mason would never leave me alone with him.
However, Mason distracted me so they could take me. He’s the reason I’m here and the reason why my baby is in danger. When I get out of here, I’m killing them all. That bitch Alyissa is a fucking nut.
This isn’t the first run-in I’ve had with her, but it will be the last. I should have killed her father when she first crossed me. Just to leave an example.
Her disrespect was unacceptable. Her father hiding her away after showed even more disrespect if you ask me. He knew she owed in blood after the stunt she pulled.
Pain rockets across my back. “Oh God, please no.”
I double over and press my forehead to the cool floor. I need to get out of here and get to a doctor. This can’t be happening.
I try not to panic. Picturing Rico’s face and feeling his arms around me helps me to calm down some. I just need to hold on.
Please, baby, hang in there. Daddy’s coming for us. He’ll be here.
CHAPTER 45
Awakening
Oni
Back to the present …
He’s back. The one with the scent I recognize. Every time I try to wake up, he’s here.
I know he’s not Rico. I established that the last few times I tried to become fully conscious. What I have managed to figure out is that Rico is hurt.
He’s not with me because he’s hurt. I still feel like I have something important to tell him. I want to wake up so I can remember what.
“Still nothing?” One of the other males who keeps coming in and out says.
“Oogatz,” my watcher says.
“Marone, Mario is sick about it. Emilia can’t stop crying. Rico is going to be pissed when he finds out Romano and the Sullivans got away.”
The other guy sighs. “They may have gotten out of the fire, but they’re not getting out of the city. Alyissa Romano’s luck has run out when it comes to her great escapes.
“Her father wasn’t as lucky. He didn’t see me coming. All he saw was a guy in a wheelchair.
“I blew a hole right through his chest. Clearing the rest of the room was light work for Mario and Emilia. Emilia might be in tears now, but Oni and Rico would be damn proud of her,” he scoffs.
“Your idea was brilliant. To hit both places at once. Rico and Ed may have taken hits, but it worked out for the best.
“Romano wanted a war; he got one. He needed to go down. He’s been a problem for years if you ask me.”
“Yeah, we should have done him regardless of the green light. Made or not, he was a piece of shit.”
Fredo. That’s Fredo and his scent. He’s the one keeping watch.
Alyissa Romano, Lorcan and Mason Sullivan, that’s who took me. Suddenly, I’m hit with another fragment of a memory.
My stomach is cramping again as I wake. I’m on an old mattress in the same room as before. I’m still restrained, but my hands are now secured above my head.
I try to focus and look around as I hear a clinking sound and something rustling. Not able to focus my eyes, I begin to take a mental note of my body.
My ankles are no longer bound. However, my legs and lower half feel cooler than the rest of my body. The mattress dips under the weight of something other than me.
“I’ve waited so fucking long for this.”
Panic shoots through me and I start to kick and buck like crazy. My foot connects with something, causing a howl to fill the air. I keep kicking in that direction to see if I can make a connection again.