Page 144 of Darkest Deception

I start laughing, wiping the tear away.

“When I get out—”

“Promise you will?”

Helia stops, a smirk pulling at his lips, and he looks more handsome than ever. “Your love is a spell. You have me hooked on you; you have me dancing to your tune. Nothing will keep me away from you. Okay?” He dips his chin. “Okay, Ambrose?”

I give a jerky nod. “O-Okay.”

He smiles. “Good girl. Now go back to work. I will be out soon. There is only so long they can keep me in here.”

I frown. “What do you mean?”

“Remo didn’t tell you?”

I shake my head.

“The prison governor practically eats from Remo’s hand.”

My mouth drops open while Helia’s laugh booms through the room.

“You will need a long paper for me to name the people who bow to Remo. Crazy world we live in.”

“The elite circles… the ones Dad wanted to get into,” I whisper, my eyes wide.

Helia helped Remo rise to the top of this circle.

“How does one get into this circle?”

Helia chuckles, and a cold shiver touches me at the empty sound.

“You get on Remo’s good side or you have an insane amount of money. You can also make dirty deals with Remo, which provides you with more power through his connections, hence the private parties every so often. It’s a circle full of people hiding their dirty work.”

“You can’t be saying this here,” I look around for cameras.

“Any and all video footage of me in here will be removed by me personally. It’s also currently being monitored by Remo’s men. Don’t worry.”

I take in a shuddering breath, not realising a side of London existed like this, but then again, why wouldn’t it?

“Are there any deals you or Remo have made with people that are outrageous?”

Helia lifts an amused brow at me. “What do you want to hear?” He crosses his arms, sitting back into the seat like being in a jail cell doesn’t bother him at all.

And here I was, worried sick about this man.

“Remo’s random purchases of some private islands? Me getting yachts? Or me erasing murders from the eye of public and Remo making deals with many people who end up owing him favours?”

I instantly look around, glancing up at the cameras in the room and trying to see the guard outside the door behind him.

Helia’s empty laugh snatches my attention back.

“Not a single soul can touch me in here or ruin me. They will need more than a big army and a helicopter to keep me in here.”

I have a very, very bad feeling while looking into the dark forest of Helia’s eyes, knowing that I am his obsession. He’s wrapped around me like a tangled web of yarn.

The only way out is through death for me and him.

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