Chapter 67

—Ellie—

After we landed in Mexico, Damian immediately rushed Tristan off to a hospital the Camorra worked with, and Savio stayed with me. I was exhausted and emotionally drained.

“What happens with us now?” I asked tiredly.

Savio gave me a surprised look. “I will take you to the mansion. Tristan will want to have you and his kids around when he returns.”

“You think he will survive?”

Savio nodded. “Tristan won’t die.”

I followed Savio to a car and sank down on the backseat with my children. When I jerked awake, we had arrived and Fabian was staring through the window as if he was seeing a ghost.

He opened the door. “What the fuck?”

“Tristan’s got kids,” Savio explained.

“I see that,” Fabian said.

Savio took Samuel again, and I got out with Isabella, who had her face buried in my neck. Fabian couldn’t stop staring at Samuel, then finally he met my gaze. “You saved Tristan?”

I nodded. Fabian searched my eyes