Mikki De'lucca
You and Colt part ways at the front door when your father beckons him to his office to discuss his contract details.. You barely have time to slip into your bedroom to change into your short pastel green, silky nightdress before the nightly haunting begins.. Charlie's ghost never leaves you, not really, you feel him always.. But when you are alone he becomes impossible to ignore..
His agonisingly lovely voice of reason that you continue to torture yourself with.. Charles always knew how to make you feel better.. He always knew what to say.. He understood you.. He loved you.. He always put you first.. Above anything.. And you had done the same.. Now, without him here.. You have nothing left.. No more fight or fire.. You just feel tired.. Alone.. Lost.. You have come to accept that you will never feel right again.. The world would never be the same.. It would always be shades of shadowy grey..
'You don't have to keep tormenting yourself like this, baby.. You can stop.. Please stop..' Charlie's voice resonates around your mind..
You lift your gaze from the bathroom sink to see the ghost of your husband reflected in the large ornate-framed mirror that hangs above the double vanity.. His glossy brunette curls, his glowing hazel gaze.. His soft smile..
"No I can't, you know that I can't.. Angelo has to pay for what he did to you.. To us.."
You stare into the beautiful mirage reflected in the mirror.. A grief stricken hallucination that you know isn't real.. Yet.. You still see him.. You see him so clearly it is almost as if you could reach out and touch him..God, how you wish you could do that..
'You could just let it go.. Let me go, Mikki..'
You spin around, the trick of your mind catching you off guard momentarily.. Mikki No! Nothing.. There is nothing.. There is nobody there..
Because he isn't real.. He isn't here, you repeat yourself.. He is gone.. Forever..
But how can that be possible?.. That somebody that was so genuine and warm, so filled with life could just disappear forever.. Vanish.. His memory is all that you have now, and you can't let that go..
You refuse..
- -KNOCK- - KNOCK- - KNOCK- -
A sharp rap on your bedroom door has you jumping in fright and falling back to reality.. Shaking from your sorrow, you pad back out of the bathroom into the sitting area of your suite.. "Come in.."
The bedroom door swings open and your shoulders sag in disappointment when you see who it is..
"What do you want Dax? I'm really not in the mood for your shit tonight.."He steps a heavy boot into the room, letting the door creak closed behind him.. "How about an apology, for a start?.." He folds his arms and you snort at his ridiculous request, as if he deserves any sort if apology..
Sure, you haven't exactly been nice to the guy.. But on the other head, he is a total dick.. So if anything you consider it even, really.. "Ha, yeah right.. Fuck off, Dax.."
His expression darkens.. "You know.. I'm gettin' pretty sick of you talking to me like that, Mikki.."
You tilt your head to one side.. "Is that supposed to be a threat, Dax, because I'd think very carefully about my next words if I were you.."
He takes another step closer, stalking towards you with a menacing glint in his dark gaze.. "Not a threat.. A fact."
You take a challenging step of your own.. "Well here's another fact.. I don't give a fuck.. You think I'm scared of you Dax?.. What are you going to do huh, you going to hit me? Do I make you so mad you want to hurt me?.. I fucking dare you.."
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The Colt & The Cobra - THE SPECTER SERIES [book six]
RomanceAs daughter of the city's most notorious kingpin, you're no stranger to crime, or danger.. Now, a hunky new bodyguard will have his work cut out for him.. .... When Mikki De'lucca's husband was killed, she swore she'd get revenge on the man she hol...