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Authors: K.A. Merikan
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Ghost: My dad
used to take me to target practice as a kid. I loved the trips, but
the guns… Gah… I didn’t like destroying stuff. It felt so
pointless. I guess I’ll never follow in my dad’s footsteps.
Chapter 5
Luca stiffened
when the familiar weight of Frederico’s long fingers settled at the
back of his neck. The rented car wasn’t nearly as luxurious as the
one they used in New York, but it was no less intimidating with its
pale leather and the lemony scent of some cleaning product choking
the life out of him. Antonio didn’t say a word from the front seat,
and when the large metal gate opened, letting them out of the
compound, the silence in the limousine became so heavy Luca wanted
to jump out of the car. He was slipping away from Ghost.
Permanently? Or had Frederico really gotten bored with him and
found the situation convenient? It wasn’t like Luca had much
knowledge about the Villani secrets anyway, always kept out of
important discussions.
“Awfully quiet,
for someone who clearly has such a rich life. Meeting men from
America and all that,” Frederico said in that cold, bored voice
that promised all the pain in the world.
Luca winced
when those all-too-familiar fingers squeezed his nape harder, like
a cat chastising her young. He had to force his feet to stay on the
ground when they started nervously shifting back and forth.
“I didn’t mean
for this to happen. We just played games together.”
“I did a
background check on him, but tell me more about this ‘Alex’. Why is
he so intent on you? I’m guessing it has something to do with you
telling him you’re a girl, and he’s still all confused?” Frederico
pulled away as Antonio stopped the car in front of a decent-looking
hotel.
Luca swallowed,
fighting the nausea tightening around his stomach. He didn’t dare
look up. “I... I was just playing around. We’re friends.”
“Out,” was all
Frederico said before exiting the car himself. The dark clouds
above them were foreshadowing things to come.
Luca stormed
outside and stopped under the glass canopy extending from the
entrance to the lobby. His heart was drumming in his chest like a
trapped bird, and all his instincts told him to run, while at the
same time, his feet felt screwed to the pavement. Frederico left
the car with as much dignity as always. He straightened and
buttoned up his suit jacket in a way so efficient and stern Luca’s
skin broke out in goose bumps. Antonio drove off to park the car,
but Frederico didn’t wait and walked toward the entrance.
“Frederico? Are
you mad at me?” tried Luca.
“I don’t
appreciate you going behind my back,” he said as calmly as ever,
but Luca sensed the fury simmering under Frederico’s olive-tinted
skin.
“What do you
mean? I would never do anything to spite you. It was just harmless
fun. I didn’t know this would happen,” said Luca, hoping to improve
Frederico’s mood even a tiny bit on the way to their room. The
corridors seemed to stretch into an eternity of gray carpeting, and
the farther they were from the lobby, the softer Luca’s knees
became.
“Harmless fun
doesn’t result in a kidnapping worthy of a cheesy movie.” Frederico
opened one of the doors, and held it open for Luca.
Luca made
himself smile at the generic room with a king-size bed, a
television set, and the works. All in beige and brown shades which
gave a false impression of peace and safety, but Luca didn’t cross
the threshold. “Come on, I won’t believe you’re jealous.”
Frederico
pushed him in with a single move. “I’m not, and that’s why I’m
going to leave you with your new friend tomorrow. I don’t
understand why anyone’d want to live in that shithole, but it looks
like that’s where you will be staying.”
Luca smiled,
his heart picking up its pace. As sorry as he’d feel for anyone
trapped in Frederico’s clutches, at least it wouldn’t be him
anymore. “Did you find someone more
Ghost: My dad
used to take me to target practice as a kid. I loved the trips, but
the guns… Gah… I didn’t like destroying stuff. It felt so
pointless. I guess I’ll never follow in my dad’s footsteps.
Chapter 5
Luca stiffened
when the familiar weight of Frederico’s long fingers settled at the
back of his neck. The rented car wasn’t nearly as luxurious as the
one they used in New York, but it was no less intimidating with its
pale leather and the lemony scent of some cleaning product choking
the life out of him. Antonio didn’t say a word from the front seat,
and when the large metal gate opened, letting them out of the
compound, the silence in the limousine became so heavy Luca wanted
to jump out of the car. He was slipping away from Ghost.
Permanently? Or had Frederico really gotten bored with him and
found the situation convenient? It wasn’t like Luca had much
knowledge about the Villani secrets anyway, always kept out of
important discussions.
“Awfully quiet,
for someone who clearly has such a rich life. Meeting men from
America and all that,” Frederico said in that cold, bored voice
that promised all the pain in the world.
Luca winced
when those all-too-familiar fingers squeezed his nape harder, like
a cat chastising her young. He had to force his feet to stay on the
ground when they started nervously shifting back and forth.
“I didn’t mean
for this to happen. We just played games together.”
“I did a
background check on him, but tell me more about this ‘Alex’. Why is
he so intent on you? I’m guessing it has something to do with you
telling him you’re a girl, and he’s still all confused?” Frederico
pulled away as Antonio stopped the car in front of a decent-looking
hotel.
Luca swallowed,
fighting the nausea tightening around his stomach. He didn’t dare
look up. “I... I was just playing around. We’re friends.”
“Out,” was all
Frederico said before exiting the car himself. The dark clouds
above them were foreshadowing things to come.
Luca stormed
outside and stopped under the glass canopy extending from the
entrance to the lobby. His heart was drumming in his chest like a
trapped bird, and all his instincts told him to run, while at the
same time, his feet felt screwed to the pavement. Frederico left
the car with as much dignity as always. He straightened and
buttoned up his suit jacket in a way so efficient and stern Luca’s
skin broke out in goose bumps. Antonio drove off to park the car,
but Frederico didn’t wait and walked toward the entrance.
“Frederico? Are
you mad at me?” tried Luca.
“I don’t
appreciate you going behind my back,” he said as calmly as ever,
but Luca sensed the fury simmering under Frederico’s olive-tinted
skin.
“What do you
mean? I would never do anything to spite you. It was just harmless
fun. I didn’t know this would happen,” said Luca, hoping to improve
Frederico’s mood even a tiny bit on the way to their room. The
corridors seemed to stretch into an eternity of gray carpeting, and
the farther they were from the lobby, the softer Luca’s knees
became.
“Harmless fun
doesn’t result in a kidnapping worthy of a cheesy movie.” Frederico
opened one of the doors, and held it open for Luca.
Luca made
himself smile at the generic room with a king-size bed, a
television set, and the works. All in beige and brown shades which
gave a false impression of peace and safety, but Luca didn’t cross
the threshold. “Come on, I won’t believe you’re jealous.”
Frederico
pushed him in with a single move. “I’m not, and that’s why I’m
going to leave you with your new friend tomorrow. I don’t
understand why anyone’d want to live in that shithole, but it looks
like that’s where you will be staying.”
Luca smiled,
his heart picking up its pace. As sorry as he’d feel for anyone
trapped in Frederico’s clutches, at least it wouldn’t be him
anymore. “Did you find someone more