Adrik hesitated, not sure how to answer without just spilling everything right then. I squeezed his arms, answering for him. I said, in Italian, “remember those times we saved you from dying and then that one time my eyes went black in front of you?”
Trino nodded, saying, “that is not something I could easily forget.”
“The answer is connected to all of that. It’s much bigger than you know. Much, much bigger. We don’t know how much you want us to say in front of…everyone,” I said, glancing quickly at Emilia,
“How bad is i he asked.
“Worse than you could ever imagine,” I said.
He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he considered his options. He glanced toward Chris and Keith, asking, “do they know?”
“Not yet. We’ve been trying to come up with a way to break it to you slowly, but that’s one of the tests they have to pass to be your security. Your last security team almost met with an untimely end because of their issues regarding me,” I said.
He scoffed. “You would’ve done me a favor, honestly.” He looked at Gus, then that, then glanced at Chris and Keith one more time. Finally, he looked at Emilia. He looked back to me. “She’s passed your approval process so far, Miha?” I nodded. “Good. We’ll see how she does in the advanced round,” he said, leaning back and sliding his arm around her shoulders. “You’re sure?” I asked him in English.
“Miha, I owe you my life. You’re the reason I got to see my mother one last time. Whatever you’re about to tell me, pales in comparison to those two things, Trino answered in English. “Oh boy,” I said, getting up to close the office door.
I laughed. “It was not our idea. We’re the ones that stopped it. Her godfather was the one that arranged it, for the record. We’re very pro-not using any humans as payment for anything.” Trino cursed again. “Giana was the payment? Really?” he asked.
We all nodded. “Martin wanted in on Lorenzo’s human trafficking. He threatened to kidnap and sell her if she didn’t obey. She was payment for something happening in the city, but we never got that detail. She’s safe now. As long as she’s smart, no one will ever find her, Adrik said.
Trino sat in stunned silence for a few moments, clearly shocked that Martin was capable of such things. He finally looked at Adrik, anger clearly visible on his face. “I’m going to enjoy ki lling him.”
Adrik felt me tense, but he just chuckled. “Yeah, so about that. It’s slightly more complicated than that.”
“What do you mean?” he asked.
Adrik hesitated, not sure how to answer without just spilling everything right then. I squeezed his arms, answering for him. I said, in Italian, “remember those times we saved you from dying and then that one time my eyes went black in front of you?”
Trino nodded, saying, “that is not something I could easily forget.”
“The answer is connected to all of that. It’s much bigger than you know. Much, much bigger. We don’t know how much you want of…everyone,” I said, glancing quickly at Emilia.
“How bad is it?” he asked.
“Worse than you could ever imagine,” I said.
He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he considered his options. He glanced toward Chris and Keith, asking, “do they know?”
“Not yet. We’ve been trying to come up with a way to break it to you slowly, but that’s one of the tests they have to pass to be your security. Your last security team almost met with an untimely end because of their issues regarding me,” I said.
He scoffed. “You would’ve done me a favor, honestly.” He looked at Gus, then Oscar, then glanced at Chris and Keith one more time. Finally, he looked at Emilia. He looked back to me. “She’s passed your approval process so far, Miha?” I nodded. “Good. We’ll see how she does in the advanced round,” he said, leaning back and sliding his arm around her shoulders. “You’re sure?” I asked him in English.
“Miha, I owe you my life. You’re the reason I got to see my mother one last time. Whatever you’re about to tell me, pales in comparison to those two things.” Trino answered in English. “Oh boy,” I said, getting up to close the office door.
King of the UnderworldSephir
As I walked to the door, I quickly updated the guys on my conversation. Ivan grinned as he got up and went to Adrik’s bathroom to take his contacts out. I could feel the excitement from all of them. They were looking forward to the shock they were about to deliver.
When I returned to the couch, Adrik stood up, pulling me with him to the bathroom. We walked in as Ivan walked out. It took just a minute to take our contacts out and then we sat down with everyone once again. Since Misha’s eyes had only changed once so far, he hadn’t gotten contacts yet.
Andrei quietly leaned over and explained what was happening to Viktor, in Russian, so Chris, who was sitting close by, wouldn’t understand.
As Adrik pulled me back into his lap, he said, “it started with Sephie and her ability to know things she shouldn’t necessarily know. Not just the conversations in Italian. She knew details about the other bosses that most people would’ve missed. Over time, that ability grew. She started reading my mind very early on in our relationship, as well as all of the guys. It seemed like the stronger the connection got with her, the more she was able to do. Then Misha’s ability to see the outcome of a plan morphed into being able to see you under attack the night the Mexicans came for you. One by one, we’ve each discovered a gift, if you will, that we have that nobody else does. It sounds somewhat crazy, but you’ve seen the result of it several * times now.” “It’s why I’m sitting here right now, Jefe,” Trino said.
“It is, but it’s much more than just that,” Adrik said. He squeezed me just a little tighter, glancing at Ivan. “Martin and Ricardo have both made deals to get further ahead in this lifetime.” “What kind of deal?” Trino asked.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.