Zio frowned,muttering in Italian under his breath. With a sinking heart I knew how much I’ve let him down. But maybe you can change fate? Maybe the Fiorelli’s and the Salvatore’s don’t need to be at war anymore? Maybe just maybe it’s our destiny to change all that and start a new era together?
After a long, hot bath, I opened up my laptop and connected to the wireless spy devices I planted the night of the party. When Roque was in the shower, I moved two to his room. I might be a stupid, foolish girl who just got her first taste of passion, but I will be somewhat careful about it.
“…yo! You in there, bro?”
“What?” I hear Roque bark. It sounds like Johnny entered the room. “
“Rafe and I are going into the city tonight. You in or are you going to sit here pining over that high school piece of ass?”
I gasped, as the sound of a fist meeting a face ensued as well as tumbling furniture and grunts. “Don’t ever disrespect my girl again.”
I closed the app. I’d heard enough. Roque really does care for me. Maybe his soul isn’t so lost as we both thought. Maybe there is hope for the dark one after all and that hope is me.