AngelicaOne minute, I was on a phone call with Spider, and the next, I was stuttering before Curtis like a cat got my tongue. I couldn't form a statement that made the tiniest amount of sense. It was a surprise he hadn't walked off. "Yes." I muttered. Although I had said yes twice, he looked confused—rightfully so, I wasn't certain either. "I don't know…" I cracked my knuckles in rapid succession. "I just… I do want you to stay. There's no doubt about that.""What's the worst that could happen?" He asked, closing in the distance between us. "Huh?" I was already too nervous for my own good before he got so close. Now that we were merely a breath apart, my brain was a chaotic mush. "What would go wrong if I stayed?" His eyes dropped to my lips and I couldn't stop myself from liking them until he grinned. Something told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me and he was enjoying it too much. "Nothing." I tried not to succumb to the allure of his eyes. "But… I don't want to have
My first instinct was to want to take off, but I instantly knew whoever was coming in was not Curtis. Not that it would be a good idea to hide if Curtis was the one coming in. He would find me either way, and hiding would only prove I knew I wasn’t supposed to be here. Would it save my life if I feigned ignorance and babbled about accidentally stepping on the wrong tile and coming in here because it made me curious to see the floor randomly open up? I would probably die either way. When I saw Spider finally walk in, I was not relieved. I rolled my eyes. “Were you a ghost in your past life?” “Don’t judge me. You were probably the devil.” He shot back. Once again, he was out of sorts. He looked and sounded furious, as though even doing something basic like walking and talking was taking a toll on him. “Did you take the wrong medicine today?” I teased. He walked past me, ignoring my puzzled look as he started ransacking the room. I shrugged his insane mood off and watched him searc
The Viper. I was not unaware of the shift in Spider’s loyalty. He was furious that he had to go behind Angelika’s back. I could understand his stance; the two of them had been through thick and thin together. What I couldn’t understand is why it mattered. Angelika was proving to be exactly like every other woman—useless. “Did you find her?” I asked as soon as he walked in through the door of my office. “I haven't yet." He responded with a sulk he wasn't even trying to hide. "What did you spend all your time doing if you cannot even locate a teenage girl?" He clenched and unclenched his fists, mouth foaming in anger. "Maybe she doesn't want to be located. Maybe she's dead. Who knows?" "Don't you dare throw that at me." I slammed my fist on the table and instantly calmed myself. How ironic did it look? I had taught them how to hold back their feelings yet here I was, letting my anger erupt. Maybe that was why Angelika wasn't so good at hiding her growing crush for that Arciero bas
Angelica “You’re in a good mood,” Curtis remarked to my overly enthusiastic greeting. “I missed you,” I said. It wasn’t true. I was only putting on a show for Klara and The Viper who I knew was watching. Fine, I just couldn’t stop myself from hugging him and I really had missed him. He had gone to bed late last night, in his own room, and left early this morning so I didn’t get to see him in more than twenty-four hours. Why that mattered, I had no idea. And I certainly wasn’t ready to start psychoanalyzing everything I felt. Speaking of which, Klara grabbed my hand and dragged me aside, lowering her voice in panic. “Are you feeling alright?” “Of course. Why not?” I answered, then instantly remembered what we had been talking about before I decided to lie about not feeling okay and calling Curtis over. Damn it. I had forgotten everything as soon as I saw him. “I’m so sorry I put you in this kind of situation.” I distracted her, dragging her attention to the fact that Curtis had j
Curtis I knew it wasn’t any of my business who Angelica befriended but that didn’t mean I was comfortable with my sister being her shrink. What exactly were they talking about? Did it involve me? Of course it did. She was probably going to talk about her life and I was part of it. I didn’t like the idea of being the subject of women’s detailed discussions, especially if one of those women was Klara. She wouldn’t stop pestering until Angelica told her every single thing she wanted to know about me. I was considering recommending a shrink when she slid onto her knees. That was all it took to make my mind go blank. By the time she pulled down my pants and boxers, I was hard and throbbing. She didn’t hesitate a second to suck me into her mouth. She took in too much of me at once, making her gag a little. “Sorry. Take it slow.” I took a handful of her hair in my hand to guide her. She was still new to it, I could tell she was struggling a little but she didn’t stop. She picked up a rhy
Angelica I was starting to doubt Curtis’s infamous skilled tongue had anything to do with his negotiation skills. I had overheard enough of his conference call to know that bit was true, but that was certainly not all. After he left, I’d tried to reenact the night before, touching myself exactly the way he did. It did get me off, albeit not as intensely as he did. Then he’d dropped by in the evening while I danced in my room and made me see literal stars before he left for work yet again. It was finally clear why Siren had made it a point to warn me against sleeping with the enemy. She meant it literally. I was starting to care about things that shouldn’t be my business instead of rejoicing at the chance to explore the rest of the mansion. Heaven knew I didn’t have all the time in the world. I had no idea what time Curtis would be back and I had no excuse to ask him, so it was a pie directly from the sky when Siren decided to drop by. “What’s the special occasion?” I asked when
“You should have told me we were leaving the city for a few days. I didn’t bring anything.” I berated him. He didn’t look the slightest bit concerned. “We can buy everything we need.” I shot him a look. What kind of solution is that? “There are things I can’t replace on a whim and nana will kill me if I don’t tell her I’m leaving. Do we have to leave immediately?” I rose on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek before he could come up with a solution that didn’t involve me rushing back. “I’ll be right back.” “Do you want Dom to accompany you?” He asked. “The only Dom I want to go anywhere with is you.” He frowned in confusion while I took a few steps away to give myself a headstart. “Domenico?”He muttered a curse about Klara while I laughed my guts off. What were his parents thinking? “Take my car.” He pointed at the key in the bowl on his desk. I grabbed it and dashed out before he changed his mind. Aside from telling Nana I was leaving and saying goodbye to her, The Viper was constantl
The Viper. If I wasn’t drinking a large cup of intensely caffeinated espresso, I would think I was dreaming. I was looking right at Romanos Giannelli—or at least what he would look like if he was a young woman. Lyra took after him nearly as strikingly as Angelika took after Hyacinth. She had her father’s looks and her mother’s personality. I had been in the diner for only half an hour but I could tell it from the way she interacted with customers. Hyacinth had always been a bundle of joy with enough contagious smiles to melt the coldest of hearts. She was a ray of sunshine in an otherwise dull universe. When I first met Angelika, I was dumbstruck by how cold and emotionless Hyacinth’s daughter had turned out to be. Now I saw where the genetic lottery cast all of Hyacinth’s joyousness. “Can I get you anything else?” She asked out of the blue. I was staring at her so hard that I didn’t notice her coming nearer until she was right before me. “Oh.” I glanced down at my coffee. “Ask me