The Devil's Keepsake: A Dark Mafia Romance (East Coast Devils Book 1) by Somme Sketcher

Author:Somme Sketcher [Sketcher, Somme]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2021-07-04T16:00:00+00:00

Poppy

I push the remaining stray peas around my plate, enjoying the sun beating down on my back.

“All done?” Orna asks, refilling my iced tea and picking up my plate.

“Uh-huh,” I say, leaning back and closing my eyes. “Who knew fish and chips could be so good?”

She grins. “I’ll pass the compliments on to my sister.”

I watch Orna amble towards the main house with the remnants of lunch balancing in her arms.

It’s nice out here. The soft breeze in my hair, the blades of grass between my toes. It sure beats being locked in the Museum.

But that contentment swirling in my stomach, it’s poisoned by the constant reminder that this is it. The grounds may be sprawling and Orna might be fun to talk to, but just because the Devil has given me an inch of freedom, it doesn’t mean that I’m free.

You’re still here against your will, Poppy, the niggling voice rattles around my head.

Don’t forget about your escape plan.

I squeeze my eyes shut and transport back to the rose garden a few days ago. When my heart felt as heavy as the iron bench I was sitting on and I decided on what I had to do.

Once I have no use for you, I will discard you.

Despite the sun, my blood runs cold. There’s no denying that my body wants it. In fact, it aches for it every time I’m in the Devil’s company. But I know, I just know, that I’m simply swept up in this new, warped reality. That when, if, I’m allowed back to my real life, I’ll regret letting him take what belongs to me. He took everything else from me—my childhood, my freedom, my father. He can’t have the last bit of me too.

Perhaps there’s another way.

With newfound gusto or maybe just feeling high from all the sugar in the iced tea, I rise to my feet and stalk towards the house. I bump into Orna as I step into the corridor.

“You okay?” she says with a frown.

“I want to see him. Lorcan. Where is he?”

She glances down the hall to check we’re alone then pulls me into the shadow of an alcove. “What are you planning, Poppy?” she asks wearily. “Look, what happened on the patio earlier. That wasn’t Lorcan getting soft, that was Lorcan distracted. Please don’t put yourself in reach of his wrath.”

I gently slide my arm out of her grip and flash her a reassuring smile. “I don’t want to rock the boat, Orna. I promise. I just want to speak to him.”

She runs one last look over my face and lets out a dramatic sigh. “Your funeral. I’ll show you to his study.”

I’m led through the entrance hall and up a snaking twin staircase, then down corridor after corridor, until we come to a stop outside a solid oak door.

She stops, mid-knock, to give me one last chance. “You sure?”

“I’m sure.”

Rap, tap, tap, then she scurries down the hallway, mouthing good luck over her shoulder.

“Enter,” comes a grunt from the other side.

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