Page 139 of Sinful Wrath

“The lounging in bed while a hot man brings me food is something I can get used to for sure.” I wave my fork in the air. “But I’m curious how far it’s going to go. For example,right now I need to go pee. Would you like to carry me to the bathroom?”

“Don’t be a smartass.” Mikhail slaps my ass cheek as I saunter past.

I scowl as I disappear into the bathroom and take care of my needs.

When I emerge, I find Mikhail sitting bolt upright as he stares at his phone.

“What is it?” I freeze in place as I try to read his expression.

“Massimo’s awake.” He looks up at me. “He’s awake and talking.”

“Oh, my god.” My knees buckle.

Mikhail is at my side in an instant, wrapping an arm around my waist.

“Can we leave now?”

As we parkat the hospital, Mikhail switches the engine off, but he makes no move to get out of the car.

“What is it?” I bounce my knees up at down.

I want to see my father, but whatever it is that’s bothering Mikhail seems important.

“Before we go in, there’s something I want you to know.” Mikhail turns in his seat to face me.

“What is it?”

Mikhail’s brows pull together in a frown, and I wait patiently as he gathers his thoughts.

“I found out who attacked you when you were fifteen.”

I inhale sharply at his words.

That was the last thing I expected him to say.

“Igor’s son confessed to it.”

“Igor’s son?”

“Maxim.”

I frown. It was so long ago, and I blocked out most of the faces of the men who came into the room where I was held hostage. Eventually, they all merged into one man. The one who haunts my dreams.

“Anton took him out.” Mikhail reaches for my hand. “And I will make sure to take out the rest. You have my word, Lucia.”

I nod, feeling at a loss for words.

I’m glad that Maxim is dead. He deserves to die for what he did to me. But I don’t feel the overwhelming sense of relief that I thought I would have at the news.

“What is it, Lucia?” Mikhail reaches out to wipe away a stray tear from my cheek. I hadn’t even realized I had been crying.

“After everything that’s happened… I think I might need to speak to someone again,” I admit, glancing anxiously at Mikhail. “It’s brought up a lot of things that I thought I had gotten over, and I want to make sure I’m in the best possible mental state considering our new circumstances.”

I place a hand on my stomach.

He offers me an encouraging smile before reaching over and kissing me tenderly.

“I’ll arrange for you to speak to someone if that’s what you need.”

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