Page 43 of His Vicious Desire

“Sure.Why’d she move back in?”I ask the question I know the answer to.

“I don’t fucking know, but I will find out.She won’t tell me shit.Because she knows I’m going to kill someone.How can she think I’ll let anyone get away with upsetting her and let it go?There is no letting it go.”Shaking his head, he sighs.He opens his mouth to say something, then looks me up and down.

“What?”I don’t trust the look in his eyes.

“You could get her to talk.”

“Me?Why would I be able to do that?”

His smile is wicked.“Because she hates you.With Bianca, it’s easier to get shit out of her when she’s mad.She has absolutely no filter.I’ve found out stuff she did when she was a kid when she gets mad.”

“So I’m supposed to piss her off, and she’s just going to start singing like a bird at me over something she won’t even tell you?”Fucking hell, at least Destiny and Gary are still alive.Not for long, but for now.

“Yes, do me a favor and at least try.I’m not going to be able to sleep until I wrap this shit up.”

Sighing, I give in.Because I was always going to give in.“Fine.Yeah, I’ll do it.”

“Great, go upstairs and tell her you were supposed to meet me up there.I’ll be recording in case she says something, and I need to do some searching.”

I nod and make my way up to the suite, sweating with every step.The idea of seeing Bianca is one thing, but doing it with Sandro watching is the last fucking thing I need.There are cameras everywhere on the property for insurance—our insurance against missing something important.I hadn’t thought there were cameras in Sandro’s suite, but it doesn’t surprise me.

Taking a deep breath, I knock on the door to the suite.

Bianca opens the door.The timid smile she gives me and the way her eyes light up goes straight to my chest and sends it into a painful twisting.“Hi?—”

“Tell Sandro I’m here.”

She blinks and steps back.“He’s not here.He left like ten minutes ago.I moved back in the way?—”

“Couldn’t hack it in the dorm life, huh?”

Eyes wide, she shakes her head.“You?—"

“Doesn’t surprise me at all.The princess needs to be back in her castle.And she can’t rule on a college campus.”

Those chocolate eyes shimmer with hurt, and I fucking hate it.“Why are you being such an asshole?”

“Because Sandro is worried about you, and you won’t tell him shit about what happened to cause you to move back into the property.’’I move my eyes up to the corner of the room.She’s aware cameras were everywhere on the property—usually in the corners of the room.Thank fucking god she gets it.

She backs away from me and sits down on the sofa with a thud as her legs give out from under her.Shaking her head, she runs a hand over her face.“What do you want me to say?”

Thank fuck she gets it in every way.“I want you to tell me what happened last night.They’re already dead.Whoever hurt you.They just don’t know it yet.The moment they decided to hurt you, their lives were forfeit.”

Comprehension widens her eyes, she blinks, and a tear falls.“I thought it was over.”

“For you, not for them.”

“A girl from one of my classes?—”

“Name.”I do my best to treat her like she’s any debriefing despite wanting nothing more than to wrap her up in my arms and assure her that it wasn’t her fault.

“Destiny, her name is Destiny Collins.She asked me to go out to the property on the strip.We went, they wouldn’t let us in.She was mad that I wouldn’t pull strings to get us in.The last thing I was going to do was call Sandro.We went to another bar, and she started drinking and wouldn’t stop.While we were there, she started fighting with me, and we got kicked out of the club.Since we were both drinking, I wanted to call a car service.She wanted her brother to come get us.He did, and when we got to his place he…”

“His name?”

“Gary, he started coming onto me.I said no, and he threw me out of his place.”

I turn to leave, not trusting myself to spend one minute more than necessary with her and a camera on us.

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