Dark Soul, Vol. 2 by Aleksandr Voinov

Author:Aleksandr Voinov [Voinov, Aleksandr]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing

Stefano woke in the late afternoon in his own room, light flooding in through the large windows looking out onto the garden. Somebody knocked at the door, and he realized that’s what had woken him. “Yes. Enter.” Speaking hurt, but no worse than breathing. He tried to push up against one of the pillows, and managed, if painfully.

Donata came in, Silvio trailing behind, but he stayed in the background while she moved toward the bed. “How are you feeling?”

Stefano glanced down at the mass of bruises on his chest and wished somebody had buttoned his pajama top. He faintly remembered them undressing him, but not much else after the painkillers and the exam. His bones at least weren’t broken, just battered, large-scale bruising causing the pain. Clearly, he had not been meant to die. “Much better.” He reached out to cover her hand with his, glad that the swelling around his wrists was down, too. “I’m sorry you had to see that.”

She nodded bravely and squeezed his hand. “We stand together, Stefano. I was just so afraid for you . . .” She swallowed, but gave him another brave smile. Good, strong woman.

Stefano glanced at Silvio. “Any news?”

“Vince is still alive. Unless there’s a serious change in his condition, he looks like he’ll pull through,” Silvio said.

“Good man.” Stefano raised his hand—and that hurt, tore at the muscles in his shoulder, in his arm, and every fiber that connected to it—which seemed to be every goddamned muscle in his body apart from his dick—and briefly touched Donata’s hair. “We’ll need a war plan.”

Silvio nodded. “It’s on?”

“Oh yes,” Stefano hissed. “They’re not getting away with this.”

Silvio nodded again, black eyes showing no emotion whatsoever. Not even pity, and Stefano was unspeakably glad for that. “Donata, you’ll have to leave the country. I can’t put you even more at risk.” Men who talked about turning other men into “goats” might do some very unpleasant things to women, too. “They’ve threatened you once. I can’t see you in danger.”

“Battista could hide her.”

“Or she can travel to Milan—maybe just stay with friends, but not family. Nobody they think you might turn to. Keep moving. What’s really important is to pretend we’re all scared now and scrambling to safety.”

Donata looked dubious. “You can’t fight back in this state.”

“I can. It’s not what they’ll expect. If word spreads of what they did, I’ll lose a lot of respect. I need to act now.”

She pressed his hand again. “Sometimes I wish I were a shooter.”

“You’re my wife; that is far more important.” Stefano noticed something flicker in Silvio’s eyes and gave him a small headshake. “Silvio here will watch my back, okay? You pack and head for the airport. I need to know you’re safe.”

She nodded and stood. “Book me a ticket, please?”

“I’ll get on it.” Silvio pulled his phone out again. “Milan?”

“Yes. Next one out I can get.” She leaned into kiss Stefano, careful to not touch his nose, but even his lips hurt after all those punches.

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