Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
“It would not.”
“You know what I am trying to say. We are already at war and the Mouse is. . .going through a lot. We do not need a new problem between the French and the Brotherhood. You are the Lion's number one. Any thing you do—”
“I know my position. That is why Giorgio’s and my conversation will be discreet.”
“There's no need to have a conversation at all.”
“And yet I tasted you and now a conversation must be had with the Butler and whoever else sent those flowers.”
“Okay, but—”
“Regrettably, I have to go, Blue.”
I pursed my lips.
David gazed at me as if wanting one last kiss before leaving.
And then he closed the distance between us.
Fuck.
I lifted my face to meet those lips.
A man's voice sounded in the room. “David, they are close to climbing over the walls!”
The Mosquito?
I looked around for where the voice was coming from.
David scowled. “I am coming, Misha.”
Where is he talking from? Valentina was right. He is creepy.
David backed up. “I will see you later.”
“Okay.”
“Fucking Mosquito.” David walked off and then stopped at the opened dresser drawer near the door. He leaned his head to the side and studied it. “Was this always open or did Giorgio take something out of it?”
Oh, God. Is that my underwear drawer?
“Um. . .” I went to it and gazed inside.
It was completely empty.
There was no way I was going to tell David what had been inside of it.
I shrugged. “It was empty, and you have to go.”
“Hmmm.” David shut the drawer. “Get some rest, Blue.”
“I will. Thank you for helping me.”
“It was my pleasure.” David left.
Wow.
I turned back to the drawer.
Did you really need to take all of my clean panties, Giorgio?
I held my hands to the side of my head and took in all the roses in the room.
There was one thing I had to admit. Even though I had witnessed the horror of Lunita, Giorgio's roses and David's kiss would be the only things I would be thinking about this evening.
And who sent that first set of roses if it wasn't Giorgio or David? And was that the same person who texted me or was it someone else?
I looked at the dozens of sky-blue roses on my dresser and touched one of the soft petals. The soft silkiness smoothed against my fingertips.
Giorgio. . .
I shook my head.
Then, unfortunately, a grin spread over my face too.
What am I going to do with you?
I thought about the rage on David's face.
Damn it. More important. What is David going to do to you?
At that thought, an imaginary Maxwell appeared before me. There, he smoked a joint, pointed at me, and said, “Management.”
Yes. Yes.
I straightened my shirt, walked out of my room, and closed the door.
Where the hell is the Butler's room anyway?
Chapter 33
No Secrets
Kazimir
The elevator rose.
I held Emily in my arms.
I was confused, lost, and angry. Darkness saturated my mind, clouding every thought. My heart pulsed with unease, making my chest hurt.
Wassily stood by my side. He was the only solid, reassuring presence I had at the moment.
I gazed down at my mouse. Even though dried blood drops decorated her face, she looked so sweet and innocent.
Mysh, I am sorry.
I let out an exasperated breath and looked at Wassily. “Blue should be fine by now. Where is David?”
“King David texted me that there were Black Axe men near.”
“How did he find that out?”
“Misha.”
Tension gathered in my shoulders.
This shit show in Italy must end soon.
Wassily continued, “David grabbed up several men and went to take care of them.”
I calmed. “Good.”
Other number ones would have needed me to order them to do it. David always took the initiative and swiftly acted, probably understanding that I was in the midst of a hurricane of maddening emotion.
He is the best number one I have ever had.
Emily would have been proud of him.
That thought made me look down at her.
Mysh. . .will you ever forgive me for pushing you and bringing Lunita out?
Wassily turned to me. “Do you need me to do anything, sir? I am here.”
Help me figure out what to do next.
But, I would never ask him such a thing. He was new and still learning his position. Plus, he was a man, and I believed I needed the softness of a woman in this situation.
Baba will help. She will know what I should do next.
But, first I had to make sure my mouse was safe and clean of all the blood. Maxwell had told me before that she could not wake up in this state. For once, I would follow his lead and do my best to make sure that didn’t happen.
“Wassily, I need you to find Maxwell.” I put my view back on the doors. “I will need his assistance this evening.”
“Yes, sir.”
“I am hoping Maxwell is in his room. If not, then contact Misha and have him find Maxwell.”