Dangerous Obsession (Vice City Book 2) by Bella Di Corte

Author:Bella Di Corte [Corte , Bella Di]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-17T18:30:00+00:00

TWENTY-FIVE

NAZZARENO

The deeper she went in my world, the more I felt like I was losing the woman who flew into the darkness of Venice to find me.

She claimed she loved my family, wanted to be a part of it, but I had come to realize love and hate could both exist at the same time, in the same space, each taking a side.

It was the same for ruthless and romance—same principles, different names.

No matter what names they went by, Ava was learning sometimes there was no separation of the two. There was no bringing them together in harmony.

I had not meant for her to ever come face to face with Elettra Buratti, or even my mamma. I had not given titles while introducing them, but I could feel the tension while the two women fell into roles.

After embracing my father, I took a seat across from him in a plush chair, an emotion I could not describe other than scalding frothing in my heart for him.

He had the power to stop this thing between Elettra Buratti and I, but he wouldn’t. Not even on his deathbed. And by the looks of him, he had been close. He had the yellowish hue of someone who had been knocking on death’s door but had been turned away. His eyes were lowered, as if he did not have the energy to lift them. I could see the outline of his legs through the covers. Long legs like mine that had been severed in close to half.

He cleared his throat, and my eyes met his.

Elettra was talking for two people, stuffing the conversation with wedding details, and he would nod occasionally or make a sound of consent, but his hard stare was on me.

Perhaps because I had never challenged him before.

He might have been bedridden, but there was nothing wrong with his perception.

He read my body language as well as I was reading his.

He knew a war was brewing in my soul, and he was not sure if he could stop it.

However, I had to reign myself in.

Ava knew of my family through immersing herself in it through history books and even social media. Yes, we could walk back in time through pages and words, but unless our feet are on the ground and our eyes open in that time, pieces go missing. Especially when my family hid a lot of who they are—our rules and how the penalties for breaking them could vary depending on the alleged crimes.

We did not have a court system like most countries.

We were mostly tried by our fathers in our kingdom.

I was guilty in my father’s eyes.

My mamma had influence over this ruling as well.

Whoever had made the king seem more powerful had been mistaken. The queen always won, and she never had to take a step on the battlefield to do it. But it was my mamma’s place in his life to do so, to give him an ear to listen and her eyes to see things he might have missed, but she was as hungry for power as my father.

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