Page 60 of Always Yours

“Who the fuck are you?” I ground out in anger as a coughing fit takes over me.

“I’m the guy whose wife you stole,” the man spits out angrily.

My blood goes cold at his words.

“Matteo Deluca?” I ask. I would never forget the name of the man my Lily had ran from.

“Oh, my dear Lilianna has spoken of me, has she?” he asks with an evil grin.

“Only to tell me that a cowardly, sadistic psychopath had tried to marry her,” I say with my own grin.

A voice laughs from the cell across from me. I look over when Matteo shouts and bangs on the cell door. “Shut the fuck up, or do you want to lose another finger?”

“What the fuck do you want?” I grind out through clenched teeth.

“What you fucking took from me! I’ve waited thirty years to find my Liliana, and what luck was it that your club was on the news getting rid of a bunch of noble cops,” he says to me in rage.

I close my eyes and curse. Fuck, I never thought about that. After all these years, he was still looking for her.

“They were cowards just like you,” I spit out.

“It doesn’t matter. It won’t be long until I have my Liliana back where she belongs. She will pay for running from me. When I’m through with her, she will have wished for death,” he says in a cold tone.

“You won’t lay a fucking hand on her,” I seethe.

He raises an eyebrow at me. “Oh, won’t I? I have been collecting leverage against her. It took this long to gather all the leverage that I had in mind.”

“What leverage?” I ask warily, fucking hoping that no one else in my club is here. I’d rather it end here with me. But I know Lily; she won’t let this go until she finds me, dead or alive.

“I’d like you to meet Enzo, Marco, Antonio, Dario, and Lorenzo; Liliana’s brothers. Their parents were very helpful in their capture,” he says coldly.

I look around the room and see the people Matteo mentioned, but there is another cell with a person in it that was not mentioned. I want to see if I know this person at all, but he is facing the wall so I can only see the back of him.

“All of this because some woman didn’t want you. You are fucking pathetic,” I snap.

“LILIANA IS MINE! She will always be mine! She was never yours, and I will get what I want. When the bomb I had ordered went off, I had my men take the opportunity to take you since everyone else was busy,” he says with an evil laugh.

“You’re fucking dead. I will make sure your death is so slow and painful that you will beg me to end your miserable life. But I won’t. I will savour the death I bring down on you,” I say in rage.

He smirks at me. “How can you do that? You are practically dead. If what I do to you doesn’t kill you, that illness certainly will,” he says as another coughing fit takes over me.

I know I’ve been sick, and I was going to see the doctor the day after my birthday. I had promised Lily I would. I know with the temperature of the room and the shivers taking over my body that I’m only going to get worse.

“Who’s the other guy?” I ask, ignoring his statement.

“Oh him. Someone you thought was long dead, but I had my men take him from the room where some bitch had shot him. I patched him up enough to get him talking, but the stubborn fucker wouldn’t say a fucking word about where she was! And the stupid bitch thought he was dead, so she never came looking for him. I know Liliana is coming now. It’s only a matter of time,” he says.

“Get up and show our new guest your pathetic face,” Matteo says, walking to the other cell.

The man jolts and, when he sits up and turns around, the blood drains from my face as I look into the eyes of a man I haven’t seen in years. Matteo was right; we all thought he was dead.

“Switch?” I choke out.

“Prez,” he says through a deep, raspy voice. It sounds off.

“That bitch shot him in the neck. I thought for sure he was dead, but my doctors were good. Now his voice is just fucked up,” Matteo says before letting out a cold and sadistic chuckle.

“The place was burned down. We didn’t find a body; just ashes of one,” I say slowly.

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