UNMASKED: Volume 2 by Cassia Leo

Author:Cassia Leo [Leo, Cassia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“Where are you taking me?”

“Shh. It’s a secret.”

“A secret? I really, really despise secrets,” I reply as Nick and I hold hands in the back seat of a taxi.

He squeezes my hand and plants a quick kiss on my cheek. “You’ll like this one.”

We’ve been driving north for about ten minutes and I’m getting more nervous by the second. It appears as if he’s taking me to Santa Cruz de la Palma — the place where I just murdered two men yesterday. No doubt the police will be patrolling the city. And what if someone on the bus remembers me changing out of a black hoodie. I don’t remember anyone looking at me, but you never know. These days, you have to expect that not only is someone watching you, but that they’re also taking video to post on YouTube.

“How about we just go back to my house and I’ll cook you something?”

He laughs. “I promise this is a good secret.”

I grit my teeth at these words. Is there such a thing as a good secret?

It seems the answer to this question is obvious. Yes, of course there are good secrets. The kind that protect people or the kind that result in delayed pleasure. But the kind of secrets meant to protect people are probably the worst of all. You can’t protect someone you care about by lying to them.

So it stands to reason that the only good secrets are the ones that are meant to delay or prolong pleasure. If that’s the kind of secret Nick has in mind, I can get on board with that.

As we drive through the streets of Santa Cruz de la Palma, I turn my face away from the cab window, hoping not to be recognized. Nick smiles, probably thinking I can’t stop myself from admiring him. Don’t get me wrong. Nick is gorgeous. But every time I look at him, I still get that twisting pain in the pit of my stomach. That natural emotion that arises from being so strung out on one human being, anything that reminds you of them just stirs up withdrawal symptoms.

Daimon really did a number on me. He manipulated me by making me feel both beautiful and powerful. By fucking me like he hated me and loved me all at once. You can’t fight millions of years of evolution. My female hormones kicked in and tried to convince me to bond with him. Procreate with him. Fall in love with him.

But that’s all it was. Stupid hormones. Everything Daimon and I shared teetered on a foundation of deception. I’m lucky it all came crumbling down sooner rather than later. Now I can move on and find out the truth about my past without Daimon’s lies poisoning me and leading me astray.

The cab pulls up to a corner restaurant called simply American Bar. I almost laugh at the obvious ploy to attract American tourists, but I’m still a bit on edge from being back in this city and my thoughts of Daimon.

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