Leroy Kingston.
He is dangerous. He is ruthless and he craves revenge.
As a mafia boss, he's used to simply taking lives out without even blinking. Why didn't it work with Katrina? Was it the fear in those sky-blue eyes that made him start thinkin...
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We leave very early.
Leroy wakes me up as the sun barely rises. "We have a long way to go," he said when I asked him why we had to leave so early.
I didn't reply to that, whereupon he first put some soothing ointment on my stitches, put a fresh plaster over them, and helped me get dressed, which I really struggled with for a long time, but you just can't mess with Leroy.
He always wins.
And now here I am standing outside the car, carrying a fluffy blanket on my shoulders, waiting for him to come down. Although he had insisted that I wait in the room until he came to get me because he still had to wake Danny and get dressed, I ignored that when I realized I could get up on my own. Still a little bit in pain.
Clouds of smoke form in front of my mouth as I exhale shakily. It is so cold that even the grass is frozen and wet mist drifts thickly along the ground.
My gaze falls on the gates towering far above, winking at me through the mist as if to lure me in, but I know it will do me no good to pursue this desire when, after all, there is no escape.
"I told you to stay in your room," I hear Leroy's pleasant baritone near my ear, making me wince slightly. I pull my shoulders in and sternly stop myself from looking him in the eye as he walks past me and packs Danny into the car.
"I wanted to get out for some fresh air before heading into the car for ten hours," I confess, looking up at the treetops that reach into the sky behind the gates until he averts his gaze from me again. Only then do I venture a glance in his direction.
He makes the back seat as comfortable as he can for Danny so he can continue sleeping in it. I smile slightly at him as he blinks tiredly at me, which he then returns.
But when Leroy sits up and gently closes the car door, where Danny immediately leans his forehead against the window and closes his eyes, I look away again. My gaze settles on my blanket this time as he slowly moves closer to me.
"You got shot yesterday, even though I was near you, and yet you dare to leave the house completely alone?"
Swallowing and knowing I've upset him, I slowly raise my head and look him in the eye. "I didn't know it was dangerous for me to leave the house," I confess quietly and it's the truth.
I didn't think about that for a second, I realise with a shudder, which is exactly what Leroy seems to see. He merely grits his teeth hard that his lower jaw juts out sharply before he grabs my arm disconcertingly gently and leads me to the car where he opens the door for me.
I get in on the passenger side without a word and buckle up straight away. Just as I'm about to thank him, the words stick in my throat as I see Kelly walking to the car.
So, she is coming with us.
Furious at this, I avert my gaze, with Leroy merely closing the door without noticing anything of my feelings. Why the hell is she coming with us?
