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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Ariano's POV
It was unreal to me. I knew he was gone, but still couldn't cry. It felt like he was going to come back. As if he would walk into my room and scream at me for leaving a scratch on his car or something.
Marcus has been locked in his old room for a week now. He hasn't eaten, hasn't gotten out of bed, and hasn't showered.
He only gives a soft hum to let me know he's still breathing.
After I found him he was unconscious and blood covered his hands. When he woke up he started hyperventilating again and ever since then he hasn't shown an ounce of emotion except for pure depression.
I ordered some of our assassins to go to the facility and kill everyone in there, which they did successfully, but came back without Nico's body. We had come to the conclusion that Elias had disposed of it.
As sick as he is, he's probably waiting to send us his body in a fucking box.
Today I walked up the stairs to see his room door open. He was lying on his bed, water droplets all over his bare back showing that he had just showered and Amaya sat next to him offering him water and a granola bar.
"Please eat something. Anything Marcus. And then I'll leave you alone." He hand brushed up his arm and squeezed in comfort.
I joined them and stood in front of him.
"I want to leave...." He whispered.
"Only if you start eating again Marcus. And someone has to stay with you to make sure you're okay." Amaya tried to reason which caused him to snatch the bar from her hand before pausing and giving a soft apology for the aggression.
"Who do you want to stay with?" I asked and he shrugged.
"Do you want me to call Theo? Or maybe Fallon or Sage?" I offered and he seemed deep in thought.
"Fallon."
"Okay. Do you want me to get anything from...from his room?" I swallowed knowing none of us could enter without crying.
Nico's room will stay untouched and I knew it.
He shook his head no.
"How do you do that?" He whispered looking at me, his eyes were red.
"Do what?"
"Be strong even though...." His voice trailed off.
"I'm not" I answered plainly.
The truth was from the night Marcus called I haven't slept properly. I keep seeing him. I keep seeing Nico in the halls, hearing his voice in the kitchen and when I check he's gone.
Hallucinating was the least of my worries, but I wouldn't admit that in front of Amaya.
We all were dealing with our grief in different ways, mine being psychological while Marcus' own is more physical.
