Page 94 of Dangerous Games

“Well, I’ll head out so you can rest. I just needed to see with my own two eyes that you’re okay. Are you sure you don’t need anything?”

“I’m good. Thank you. Maybe we can play later once I get Aldo to get me off these drugs.” I yawn.

My small burst of energy is gone and the lulling feeling is trying to suck me back into sleep.

“Sure thing. I’ll let you rest.” Wiz lightly squeezes my foot as he leaves, earning a growl out of Gio.

“Oh stop. You know he’s my friend,” I sleepily tell him.

“Doesn’t mean I have to like it,” Gio grumbles.

“Mhm,” I mumble, my eyes drifting shut.

“Sleep, baby.” Gio kisses my temple. “This is the start of the rest of our lives.”

“Mmkay,” I continue to mumble. “Love you.”

I faintly hear him suck in a breath before whispering those same two words back to me. My eyes close as sleep sucks me in. Except this time I do it knowing I have my monster at my back, ready to slay any demons that may come my way.

Chapter

Twenty-Five

EPILOGUE

Gio

Two Months Later

“Did she get everything moved in?” Matteo asks from behind his desk.

He waited until things calmed down and Bronwyn was back to her usual self. Well, for the most part.

Some nights she still wakes up out of a dead sleep thinking her dad is taking her again. I’m there to calm the storm, but lately every time it happens it feels like that same storm is building up inside me. Her dad may be dead, but Dimitri is still out there. He needs to pay for what he did.

“Yeah,” I answer as I lean back in my chair. “The studio is all cleaned out so we can get that unit listed.”

I knew the space was small, but I didn’t realize how little Bronwyn had until I was the one who had to move it all. We chucked most of the furniture. Her clothes and gaming shit fit in one load.

“Good.” Matteo nods. “I’ll have Enzo list it. Does she feel more settled?”

“Yeah, she’s slowly making my place how she wants it. I threw my card at her and told her to buy whatever she wants to make herself more comfortable.”

“And are you comfortable?”

“I will be when I have Dimitri’s dick in a box.” My eye twitches as I say his name.

“Aldo is out chasing a lead now. Hopefully, we’ll have some new information soon.”

I slap my hands on the armrests of the chair and push myself out of it. “I need to get home. A new couch is being delivered.”

“We’re going to get him, Gio,” Matteo calls after me.

“Oh, I know,” I call back.

If Aldo has a lead, I know he’s onto him.

Bronwyn