Phthartic Trilogy Book #2
Prequel to The Virgin's Prostitute
WARNING: For mature readers only.
This book can also be a stand alone
Niccolo Black is the best assassin of his time, he's ruthless and is known to care about no one but himself. Marcus L...
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Niccolo's POV
He was gone for exactly seven hours and fourteen minutes. Yes I counted.
"He didn't run away, he just needs his space, you know?" Ariano said just as we heard footsteps in the hall.
Amaya ran through the kitchen and turned the corner giving a loud yelp before we heard the thump.
"Ow" It was Marcus' voice.
Ariano and I walked past the table and wall to see him sitting up rubbing his shoulder while she slowly got off of his lap and rubbed her head.
"Why's your shoulder so hard?" He rolled his eyes and I could practically feel Ariano's unspoken jealousy from seeing Amaya on someone else's lap.
I could relate, seeing as, if I had things my way no one but me would be able to touch him.
"Where were you?" I asked and he shrugged.
"I went to visit some friends"
"We are your friends."Ariano crossed his arms over his chest and Marcus rolled his eyes.
"Cocky to think I would keep only you a lot as my friends. I have a life outside of this estate." His voice became slightly irritated.
"Ok but with who? Do you have a little girlfriend we don't know about?" Amaya instigated and amusement filled his features at the question.
"What made you think that I don't have needs that get fulfilled?" My heart dropped a little at that. "No, I don't have a girlfriend. I went to visit a friend.... A male friend" He specified but that only seemed to make it worse.
"Ohhhhh, if you wanted to get fucked I actually have a strap in my bedroom" Amaya spoke and Ariano pulled her by her hair until she was next to him. A crack of a smile pulled at her lips and I knew Ariano was also trying his best not to laugh.
"What's that supposed to mean?" His hand rested in his pocket while the other held onto a manilla folder file.
"Amaya shut it" I warned, knowing she was about to make a joke that would reveal more than I liked to him.
"I just want to know who bottomed that's all." Amaya shrugged and Ariano finally caved laughing beside her.
Marcus kept his eyes on me yet my gaze stayed on the floor.
"I'm not really comfortable with this conversation Amaya" I mumbled.
"Why not? Who bottomed Niccolo?" Marcus snapped and I knew he was mad I didn't release that important piece of information to him.
"Marcus stop" My voice came out a whisper and he stared at me for a few seconds longer before walking off.
"What's up with him?" Amaya looked at the door that slammed behind him.
