She’s becoming my wife.
Ciara saved me from her brother. She’s given me tastes of her body. She’s made it clear she’s ready to make this marriage work.
The only thing I have to do is let Will live and move on from him.
The thought of how Will shot me and left me for dead still haunts me at night. But the salt in the wound was how he stole Gianna from me. Gianna was never technically mine. She was just a pawn in my game to take down Enzo. I’m a possessive man by nature.
Will it be my downfall?
No. I can’t think like that. Once Will is dead, all will be better in the world. Ciara willbe fine. She can handle it. I don’t need to be in love with her to be happy in this world. Not when what I want is revenge and death for Enzo and Will.
I meet up with Patrick at his restaurant. The smell of beer is strong in the air. “What’s happening with Enzo?” I ask him after sitting down in his private booth.
“My men haven’t been able to get close to him. He has too many men guarding him. But we did find a way to get to his right hand man, Will.”
My heart skips a beat and I try not to show my excitement. Not when I have Ciara’s words ringing in my ear. “How?”
“We can ambush him tonight. My men have gotten word that he’s going to be near the docks, dealing with an incoming drug shipment. We can attack him then.”
“Perfect. I want him dead.” Once he’s gone, all my problems will be solved. I won’t be obsessed any longer. Sure, I’ll never have Gianna but I don’t need her anymore. She’s not who lingers on my mind any longer. Ciara will see that in time. I believe it.
I have to. Because otherwise, the thought of spending a life in a loveless marriage sounds miserable.
I wait in my car near the docks. The moon shines down on everything, giving the air a soft glow. It allows me to see a car pull up to an old warehouse. A man steps out. Will Taylor. I would recognize him anywhere. The man I hired to steal Gianna for me so I could hurt Enzo, who then ended up falling in love with her and stealing her from me. Who left me for dead.
It’s time for him to die.
He has two other men with him as they go into the warehouse. I have to strike at the right time.
Ciara’s voice hits me all over again. She will never truly be mine if I kill Will.
No. I can’t let that bother me. Ciara will learn that things will be better once Will is dead. I have been thinking of killing Will for the past year. It’s the only thing that kept me going when I was healing from my multiple gunshot wounds. When I lost a lot of my men to him and Enzo. When I didn’t have anything.
I wait for Will and his two men to leave the warehouse. Patrick’s men lie in wait as well. I told Patrick that as long as I could kill Will, nothing else mattered to me. I need to look him in the eye, so he knows it’s me who did it.
Movement out of the corner of my eye makes me look to the right. Patrick’s men are heading to the warehouse. If they go in and start shooting the place up, Will could die and it won’t be because of me. That cannot stand.
I jump out of my car. Patrick’s men rush into the warehouse and that’s when I hear the sound of gunshots. Goddamn it. I run towards the warehouse but stop when I see someone run out from behind the building. Will Taylor.
He’s rushing towards his car. Blood covers his arm. Either he was shot or it’s someone else’s blood. I watch him get into his car.
No. I will not let him get away. I run back into my car and follow him as he hurries away from the docks. I stay back a few cars but knowing Will, he’ll notice someone following him and will try to lose me. I cannot let that stand.
I stay on his ass until he pulls up in front of a house. I’m shocked. He led me right to his home. Clearly, he’s not thinking straight.
He runs inside. I come to a stop and get out, following after him. There’s no guards around the house. I kick the front door in and slowly step inside, my gun drawn.
That’s when a bullet whizzes by my head. I jerk to the side.
“You’re not going to get me, Marco,” Will says.
Shit.
“You left me for dead. It’s time I return the favor,” I announce.
“I knew you were following me. Did you honestly think I’d lead you to my house where Gianna is? I won’t let you get her.”
“I’m not here for Gianna,” I snap. “I’m here for you.” The moment I say the words, I know how true they are. I never loved Gianna. She was just a pawn to be used. Ciara needs to see that. I’m going after Will because he shot me. Not because I want Gianna back.
