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
Marcus and I listened to her cries and he did nothing. He just sat there and continued reading while she practically begged them to stop.
Every second I spent in this room made me wonder if I really knew him.
"Ok I'm done" He looked up from the file and stood up handing it to Sage.
"Do you think you can drag him out?" He looked over to Ariano and she shrugged.
"Can you check to see if he's still breathing...... please." I whispered and she casually walked over putting two fingers on his pulse the putting one under his nose, then checking his temperature with the back of her hand.
"He's fine. I'm no doctor but I'm twenty percent sure he's not dead." I looked down to the floor.
"Ok ok. He's breathing, I was just messing with you." She reassured before she decided to call another guy who I recognized as Alicio come in and help her take Ariano.
"What are you going to do to them?" I asked as soon as Marcus and I were alone, but he ignored my question.
"Here's my problem Niccolo." Hearing him say my full name stung.
"My problem is I really want to kill you, but I can't. Can you guess why?" He leaned his head to the side.
"I don't know Marcus." I mumbled.
"They had nothing to do with her death so I'm letting them both go." He stated plainly before he got up and headed towards the door.
"I loved you. I really did." I spoke quickly to which he froze.
"I didn't know who she was. All I knew is that she was a drug addict with a debt. She let her boyfriend use and abuse her. And if I'm being honest she was fucking weak." I saw the way he clenched his fists at my words.
"But that's not why I killed her. The truth is I killed her because she looked so much like you. And at that moment I was angry with you. I did it out of anger, out of spite. That doesn't make it better I know, but you deserve to know the truth of why I took someone so important from you." He turned around staring at me.
"I was at my lowest that night and no it's not an excuse. Nothing can excuse my actions, but I did it Marcus. I killed her and I found out seconds later of her relation to you. In truth, part of me didn't regret it because it satisfied my anger, but part of me did because I knew I had just betrayed you in the worst way."
"Do I regret it now? More than anything and it's not because I'm tied up in an uncomfortable chair waiting for my death. I regret it because I hurt someone I love."
"You don't love me" He whispered.
"I do"
"YOU DON'T" He shouted at me and closed the distance between us.
