“Home!” I stomp for the tree line. At this point, I’ll start by getting away from him and then walk to the town below. Once around other people, I’ll call a taxi or Lev or anything that isn’t Alessio.
“Get the fuck back here, Serafina! Don’t be a child.”
“Go die,culo.”Ass.
The fact he doesn’t chase after me as I broach the forest says everything.
Do not cry. Do not cry. Do not?—
A hand wraps my wrist at the same time I’m spun around, and another one slaps over my mouth, muffling my scream as I’m yanked against a hard form.
15
LEV
Of course, I followed her. Of course, Zeno had one of his cars delivered to the school in case we needed it.
Of course, her phone’s being tracked within my software. That was set up before she even arrived at the dorms. It was never my intention for us to be apart, and after Zeno’s description of her behaviour, I refused to take a chance, figuring it’d only be a matter of time before she gave me the slip.
I just didn’t think it’d be the second day on the job.
Which is why when she insisted on leaving, I didn’t fight or chase after her. I let her leave the building before trailing and watching as she climbed into a black car with a male figure—hopefully Vitale.
Then, I drove the car Zeno sent and tracked her to the outskirts of Rome, to a town surrounding a lake. When her boyfriend turned down a side road towards a tiny lookout, I figured out what kind of night I’d be in for.
I park along the main road, because following them to the secluded area would be too obvious, and sneak through the small forest surrounding it to watch from the shadows.
I’ve seen Vanessa kiss Zeno and felt absolutely nothing.
I’ve unfortunately witnessed my sister kiss other men and felt disgust—for them.
Watching Serafina be kissed, touched, held against a tree with his hand up her dress, not only felt wrong but had my muscles tensing. All except the ones jerking towards the gun tucked into my waistband.
I don’t know why.
But it’s wrong.
A wrongness that’ll hopefully end soon, if her boyfriend is indeed Vitale. The blasted sky is too dark to make much out, and the asshole switched his car’s headlights off. Even with my phone zoomed in as much as it can be, his features are too blurry to make out.
When Serafina moves from of the shadows, her expression kills me.
Pain.
Fuck this.
Halfway out of my hiding place, she shoves him away, so I remain, preferring not to make my presence known unless needed.
“We’re done,” she announces in a chilling tone before walking away.
“Where the hell are you going?” Impatience rings in his voice, and while I should be watching him, hoping for an identity, it’s Serafina my attention remains on.
“Home!” She twists for the trees, walking straight at me. Not that she’s aware I’m here—and lucky for her, I am. The girl’s walking a dangerous line by breaking up with him at night, in the dark, away from civilization.
“Get the fuck back here, Serafina! Don’t be a child.”
“Go die,culo.”
Guessing that isn’t an affectionate nickname.
