Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
“You’re here because of your father.” His voice was so deep she felt it vibrate throughout her whole body. He stopped at the head of the bed, and she couldn’t do anything but look up at him.
He reached out, and she flinched, not knowing if he’d hit her. But instead, he grabbed a lock of her dark hair and lifted it up, rubbing it between his fingers.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she whispered.
“No?”
She shook her head, and he dropped the lock of her hair.
“Your father isn’t Sal Cardona?” He lifted a brow.
Her throat was closing, and she knew lying at this point might only make things worse, if that was even possible.
“I don’t want anything to do with my dad. I haven’t spoken to him or anyone in his organization in months.”
He smirked, but it wasn’t humorous.
“If you’re trying to get even with him, I’m the last person who can help. My father doesn’t want anything to do with me.” That last part was a lie, because she knew her father wouldn’t let her just leave the family.
She was blood, in the organization for life, and her running had only made things worse. But she couldn’t turn back, even if she wanted to. She didn’t want that life, but it seemed even running couldn’t keep the darkness from surrounding her.
“Believe me, if Sal’s alive, he’ll want something to do with you, especially after he realizes what I plan on doing.”
If Sal’s alive?
She swallowed again, not knowing if that information should have made her happy or slightly unnerved. Her father was a hard man to kill, and she knew since she’d witnessed three attempts to take him out.
“What do you plan on doing with me?” Angelina was afraid to ask, but she found herself posing the question anyway.
He smirked again. “Baby, you’re what I’ll be using in case shit goes ugly again with the Cardonas. And if it’s nothing,” he said almost to himself, “then I’ll still have some fun with you.”
She felt her eyes widen.
“I deserve my vengeance because your father and his men hurt someone close to me.”
She shook her head, thinking of all kinds of frighteningly horrifying things this man planned on doing with her, to her.