Page 130 of Vicious Little Games

Again, she speaks right into my ear, “He wouldn't choose anyone over his own daughter. That's why we need to take them both out.”

“Wait. Did you say take them out?” I ask her in confusion. “You mean...you want to kill Dante and Cass?"

“Once they're out of the way, you and your mother can take over the city.”

Jesus fucking Christ, this is bad. Inessa is actually just saying this shit out loud as if it’s no big deal. “If anything happens to Cass…” I start, before trying to rein in my temper. If I get defensive, Inessa won’t tell me anything else. She’s given away enough that she’s waiting for my reaction, to see if I’m with the Russians or against them.

The adoring, lustful look in her eyes says enough. She wants me to take over the city, but her and her crew don’t plan on giving Dante the chance to hand it over.

“How…how exactly do you plan to, you know, do it?” I question her, needing more information if I’m going to stop her. Inessa’s smug smile makes me sick. “What have you done, Inessa? You’re playing a dangerous fucking game.”

“Dante will surrender himself in exchange for his daughter.”

“You...you already have Cass?”

“She's being detained, yes.”

“How? Where?”

“Her guards should’ve gone to the restroom with her...” She trails off glancing at the guards surrounding me with her brow raised.

“Oh.”

Fuck.

“We made sure to handle it ourselves this time. We tried and failed the first time with the bombing, and twice with the youngest daughter because of Flynn Dunne’s incompetence. We won't fail this time.”

The Russians were the ones responsible for the bombing of the casino. We already knew that. But they also attacked Sophie with the drones, and then were backing Lochlan’s brother when he attacked her at their house.

Now these fuckers are going after Cass and could be planning something against Sophie again. I have to warn Dante not to show up here and figure out how to save Cass. I can't let these psychos hurt any of the Salvatos. I don't think I could live without Cass. And my mom, god, she's been through hell these past twenty years. Now that she finally found happiness, losing Dante would destroy her.

Cass may drive me crazy with her roller coaster of emotions, but she's all that I think about, the only woman I will ever love. I can't even close my eyes anymore without seeing her beautiful face.

And the few times she’s been with me and actually let her guard down, I’ve seen how she really feels about me, no matter how hard she might deny it.

Cass was never my competition. She's been my partner in crime this whole time. Bonnie to my Clyde.

The past few weeks we've worked together more than we've worked against each other.

I’ve killed for her, and I sure as hell will do it again.

“Are you with us?” Inessa asks.

“Have I ever told you how much I fucking hate Dante Salvato?” I lie to her, trying my best to convince her to trust me. “He beats my mother and treats her like shit. I only wanted to be named his heir so I could bankrupt him, giving away every penny his family has ever earned. I can’t wait until he’s dead.”

40

Cass

Ishould’ve taken a nausea pill before leaving the casino, but Cole came in and distracted me.

Now, I’ve thrown up twice in the club’s bathroom and will need an entire pack of breath mints if I don’t want to run off a potential target.

Someone knocks on my stall door for the third time when I’m bent over the toilet, and I’ve had enough. “Fuck off!” I shout at them as I stand up. Grabbing more toilet tissue, I dab at the smeared eye makeup on my cheeks and wipe my mouth.

The door explodes inward towards me so suddenly that I drop. Spinning around, I hold out both palms to keep it from hitting me. It thankfully swings all the way open and misses me, but I’m going to kill the bitch who…

“Keep your hands up and don’t move or I’ll fill you with holes,” a big burly bald man says as he fills the stall door.

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