Page 50 of Taken By the Mafia King
A second passed before an unfamiliar man stepped into the room.
“You go eat, Delaney,” Tommaso commanded, his voice dropping into that icy, manipulative tone that always reminded me of what he really was and who he worked for.
The man stepped inside and took Delaney by the arm, escorting her out of the room. He left the door open like I was meant to follow but Tommaso held out a hand, pointing to the door.
“Shut it,” he said firmly.
I licked my lips and did as he said, leaning my weight against the door as I met his eyes.
“You need to get your shit together, Sera. You know the rules. Eventually, someone is going to get sick of reminding you, and you’re going to have nobody there to save you.”
“Why are you lying to her?”
He shook his head, scoffing. “Like I said, you know the rules. You know what happens if you run your mouth. You’re a Bianchi, regardless of how far you’ve tried to distance yourself from your family. You’re going to get yourself killed, and her. Do you understand?”
I wondered if his threats held any weight. At the end of the day, the only person who could lay a hand on me was Killian. And Iwantedhim to touch me. Tommaso’s threat went in one ear and out the other. “Has my father been here too? Is he dead, like Delaney’s father?”
“No.”
“Are you lying to me? It obviously comes easy to you.”
“I am not,” he sneered.
I believed him, but I was nervous now. I trusted Tommaso only because I’d saved his life, and that wasn’t something this kind of man took lightly. I’d traded in that favor for information, but that didn’t mean he didn’t owe me anything anymore.
“You were at the auction too, weren’t you?” I asked.
“I was.”
“Why was I brought there?”
“We don’t know yet,” he admitted.
I swallowed hard, still pressed against the door. “Why was Delaney brought here?”
Tommaso inhaled sharply, blowing out his breath. “I just told you. You have to be more careful.”
“I need to know,” I pleaded. “Her father is dead. Was he the reason she’s here? Or did Killian save her like he saved me, and her father couldn’t give him what he wanted?” Fear tightened my chest, settling like a weight in my belly. If that were true, what would Killian expect from my own father that Delaney’s father wasn’t able to give him?
“Killian did buy her at the auction,” he said slowly, sitting up a little straighter.
Something like jealousy shredded my senses.
“Not for that reason,” Tommaso continued, likely seeing the way my cheeks flared with heat. He took another breath. “Her father was a rat and stole something from him, selling it for pennies just so he had funds to gamble away. Killian used Delaney to draw Edoardo out of hiding.”
“And now he’s dead.”
“Yes.”
“What will happen to her?”
“You know I can’t answer that. I’ve been stuck in this bed for days, Sera. I know as little about what’s happening out there as you do.”
“I can’t accept that. She’s just wasting away upstairs thinking she’s going to be rescued.”
He shook his head. “There’s no such thing as being rescued from Killian Ricci.”
I pressed my lips together, grinding my teeth. “He’ll kill her, won’t he?”
