Page 34 of Divine Obsession

“You’re the first to tell me.”

First.

I always did like winning.

“What’s my prize?” My words came out deep and smooth, masking the darkness beneath.

Natalia’s lips parted for a moment before she spoke. “What do you want?”

The sweet tone of her voice seeped through my skin, clouding my thoughts and judgments.

What did I want?

Something I shouldn’t.

So I settled for something close.

“An answer.”

She nodded softly. “Okay.”

“When I asked what you were doing at Columbia, you failed to mention it was because you got adopted by the Morettis.”

The warmth left her eyes, her words sharp like ice. “They didn’t adopt me.”

“Right. They left you at an orphanage, then decided they wanted you back almost two decades later.”

“Fuck you, Trevor,” She hissed, emotion bleeding through.

She pushed at my chest to get me to move away.

I didn’t.

“You can’t trust these people, Natalia. You have no idea the things–”

“I know–”

“No. I’m talking about–”

It was her turn to interrupt me. “I know everything.”

I tilted my head. “And that doesn’t bother you?”

“Doesn’t seem to bother you,” She retorted, looking me up and down.

“Yeah?” I stepped even closer; closer than I should’ve. “Well, I was born into this. Raised in it.You weren’t.”

Her eyes turned to slits. “I grew up on the streets of the Bronx. Think I can handle a little organized crime.”

The fire in her gaze didn’t match the frost in mine. Though, there was a fire deep inside me she had no idea she was fueling.

Forcing myself to step away from her, I ran my tongue over my teeth. “Guess I had you all wrong.”

“Guess so.”

And with that she disappeared, leaving me alone and pissed off in the dark kitchen.

Everything was pink.

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