Chapter 61
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Silvio
T hat mouthy cunt . She’s only gone and ruined my big moment.
Roman looks from her to me, his stupid square jaw working as he tries to grasp this new reality.
“You killed my sister? The woman you claimed to love?” His voice drops to a near whisper. “And now you’re going to kill the woman I love.”
“That’s just it, though, isn’t it?” I cry. “Obsession is a dangerous thing! It makes fools of us all. You should have left Quinn well alone. If I hadn’t been captivated by Bianca, I wouldn’t have gotten so angry when she rejected me. I freed her, and was she appreciative? No!”
I earned her, goddammit. I spent years at her beck and call, cultivating a bullshit friendship, only for her brother to push me out of her life when he figured out my motives. The cock-teasing bitch didn’t let me throw a single fuck into her.
“You set up Antonio’s murder.” The barrel of Roman’s shotgun is shaking. “You had a young man cut down in his prime for no reason other than your delusion that Bianca belonged to you?”
She belongs to me now, that’s for sure. I was the last person to see her, hear her cry, watch her bleed. Her final moments on this Earth are mine forever; no one can take that away.
All I have to do is shoot Quinn. Then Roman will put one between my eyes, and it’ll end. I’ll win.
Except I won’t do it, not yet. I want to see how much the prick can take. Time to twist the knife with some well-placed falsehoods.
I’m not to blame. Roman Kazanov fucked me over. He crushed a burgeoning love under his heel and never considered me good enough for Bianca. But I was. Better than that pretty boy Antonio. Better than anyone .
It’s not my fault.
“She was a whore,” I say, drinking in Roman’s shock and rage. “She let me screw her, you know. Everyone had a go at least once. All your friends.”
“You lying fuck.”
“You’re right, I am lying.” I laugh in his face. “She didn’t even take payment; it was for fun. Did you know she was a step down from a hooker?”
Roman can’t keep it together much longer. He’s gonna shoot me in the face, but not before I pull the trigger and blow his wife’s brains out in the same spot where he discovered his dead sister all those years ago.
Beautiful.