Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 110824 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110824 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
victorio
. . .
I lay back in my bed, my hair still wet from my shower. I had to take one because when I came to bed to rest, I ended up imagining my woman’s face and body and jerking off to her. God, I miss her. I’ll be getting her back tomorrow. If she's not there, I will burn down Samuil Levkin’s estate and end his miserable life in the process. There’s a burning in my chest, an ache I can’t fix because I miss my baby way too much. I’m only half a man when she’s not with me. It’s fucking painful. I rub my chest, feeling pain there that I can’t really explain. Gia is part of me.
My phone starts ringing. I frown when I see the ID shows it’s a blocked number. That in and of itself is fucking odd. Only a select amount of people know this number at all. I sure as hell don’t give it out to anyone that might land me on a robocall list. It keeps ringing and to satisfy my curiosity, I answer it.
“Hello?” I keep my voice calm and wait.
“We need to talk.”
Anger courses through me. Samuil fucking Levkin. “You son of a bitch! You have a lot of nerve calling me. When I get you in my grasp, I’m going to take so much fucking pleasure in squeezing the life out of you.”
“Okay, now that you have that out of your system, I’d like to talk to you about protecting Angie from my father.”
“Right now, I’m more worried about protecting her from you, dickweed.”
“If that’s how you’re going to be, I’ll leave tonight and take Angie with me. This time, when I go, you won’t be able to find her. If you think I can’t do that, you clearly haven’t been paying attention. Now, if you’re willing to be reasonable, I’ll stay here so that when you arrive tomorrow the two of us can work together to make sure Angie stays safe.”
I do my best to rein in my anger because I know he’s telling the truth. He’ll take Angie away before I can get to her. I’m stuck here. My heart is hurting, feeling as if it is in a vise. The pain is intense. Helplessness courses through me and my insides feel raw. One of our own is betraying us. They fucked me over and now I’m stuck. Samuil already knows I’m coming down there tomorrow. There’s only one way he could find that out. I compartmentalize that and push ahead.
“You have my attention,” I clip out, barely containing my anger.
“My uncles and I are going to war with my father very soon. Before I do that, I need to know that Angie is protected at all costs. I have to make sure that no matter what shit my father pulls, she will be safe. I can’t be controlled by them using her against me. To do that, your organization and mine need to become allies. A statement needs to be made that Angelina is being given to you with my blessing.”
“What the fuck are you talking about? You have no say in Gia’s life.”
Sam breathes into the phone, the exhalation of air sounding painful, as if it’s being pulled from him. “You’re a smart man, Victor, or do you prefer Victorio?”
“I prefer to have my woman back and never hear your voice again,” I explain.
“Tough shit. Anyway, Victor, I’m sure you have already figured it out, but in case not, I’ll explain it to you.”
“Appreciate it.”
“Years ago, when Angie was in school, my father wanted me to become his muscle. He demanded I take part in shit that I wasn’t comfortable doing. When I say that, I mean shit that gives me nightmares. Some of it involved women who weren’t of age to agree to give their bodies away but did it anyway. They were lied to, of course. They had no idea what they were getting into. When I refused to do my father’s bidding, he decided to show me his power by seeking out the one weakness I had and destroying her. This girl was special. She was everything good. She was sweet, beautiful, had a heart of gold, and she was so innocent. I wanted to protect that innocence so much that I wrote her out of my life. It almost killed me, but I just couldn’t risk it. My father decided to destroy my sister. I only had two friends in my entire life, but one of those was this beautiful, precious girl.”
“My father had her attacked in the worst ways you could imagine. He left her alive, only to use her as a pawn, forcing me to agree to get under his thumb.”
My blood runs cold. He’s right I had mostly figured it out. Hearing him confirm it boils inside of me, making a wound that nothing can heal.