Page 43 of Roque

She nodded. “My great-grandparents left during WWII for America. They didn’t want to forget their homeland so when they emigrated, they made Palermo their last name.”

Something ugly twisted in my gut. Could she be a test? A trap? Did Constantine’s family finally want vengeance. Did they finally figure out it was me? Or did one of my enemies put her in my path as a way to derail me or test my will?

My hips moved closer. My grip on her chin became a demand. “Who are you?”

“Nobody. Just a girl with no family.”

I snorted, “Oh you are somebody alright. Don’t underestimate me. I’ll love you and break you all the same.” I want this girl something fierce, but was I ready to risk everything I worked toward for her? The scale hasn’t completely tipped her way yet even though momentum is swinging her way.

Her tiny hand rested on my forearms. “I promise the same. I could love you or kill you with the flip of a switch.”

My lips smirked because her answer was so perfect. “Ah, you are Ying to my Yang, Blue.”

She smiled faintly, “You have no idea.”

I don’t know where in the fuck this is heading all I know is that I’ll do anything to make this magic last before the reality of what and who I need to be awaits after graduation.

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