Page 101 of The Last Hope

“What the fuck are you doing ?!” Roman yelled from across the dock. “Don’t let him take Rafael ! He’s a fucking psychopath !” he kept screaming.

I punched Grigori square in the face, but he didn’t move—just pinned me down, holding me in place. And my movements—slowed.

My limbs—heavy.

Fuck—what had they injected me with ?

“I’m going to kill you, Grigori. I’m going to kill you, do you hear me ?” I snarled, my voice growing weaker as my vision blurred.

“The family,moybrat… always for the family,” he murmured, pressing his forehead against mine, eyes closed.

“Abbiati !” Antonio barked, further and further away—

Rafael.

I fought against the darkness trying to drag me under. I forced it back and slammed my forehead into Grigori’s nose. He stumbled away, blood streaming between his fingers as I pushed myself onto my knees, trying to stand—

Lorenzo dragged my brother just a few steps away and then picked up my son. And started walking away.

“Rafael !” I shouted, but I hit the ground again.

“Stop,moybrat. Stop,” Sasha gritted out, pinning me with his knee on my back.

I lifted my head—

And watched Rafael disappear.

“With our son by my side, Selina won’t take long to come to me,” Antonio laughed.

“I’m going to kill you. I’m going to kill all of you,” I kept repeating.

To my brothers.

To Antonio.

To Abbiati.

To everyone.

And just before everything faded to black—I saw my son.

Waving at me over Lorenzo’s shoulder, “see you later, Dad,” Rafael said.

And then—nothing.

Something was shaking—the bed I was lying on ? The building I was in ? Or was it an earthquake ?

I forced my eyes open and groaned as the light blinded me. What the hell ? Why had I drunk so much ? Another one of Roman’s stupid ideas…

Roman.

Roman.

Rafael. Rafael !

“Rafael !”

With a loud crash, I hit the ground, my head spinning, my body trembling, drenched in sweat. What the fuck had those bastards injected me with ?!

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