Leonora Bernardi locked in the dark. Hurt for most of her life, scared of her own shadow. Not knowing what the outside world is like, she's the epitome of innocence. One look at her and it's like her aura could light up the room.
Nikolai Volkov fut...
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Pistanthrophobia: - The fear of trusting people due to past experiences with relationships gone bad.
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Nikolai's POV:
I hate him.
I'm this close. This close to putting a bullet through his skull.
It's been a few days, and with Leone as her teacher, I've tried to be by Leonora's side as often as possible. I don't like him. I don't trust him. I hate him.
It's as simple as that.
His remarks from the dispute we were having many days earlier come through my mind. As soon as Leonora mentioned this Leone. I swear nothing else mattered in that moment. I raced downstairs my hands clenched tightly at my sides. I'm the only man she need's in her life, and no boy is going to change that.
You really think your good enough for someone like her?
You're just going to put her in more danger.
At least with me she wouldn't have to look over her shoulder every time.
I would have killed him for that, if it wasn't that Leonora had come into that room the exact moment. Tutor or not I don't give a single fuck. That cocky bastard, with that smug smile on his face. An eyebrow raised at me, like he knows he's better than me.
Would Leonora really be better off without me?
I can't even possibly think of letting her go. Call me selfish. Call me anything you want. But living in a world without Leonora isn't a world worth living in.
I sigh taking out my phone to scroll through that message on my phone a few days ago trying to figure out any ideas to figure out who could have sent that message. Someone's been watching us all this time. For how long though? Since we first got here? Earlier?
My heart stops when I realise something. Someone's been watching. But what if they weren't watching from a distance. But from within. We had a lot of guests come over for Leonora's birthday. It won't be her family so we can cross those out. But Adalynn's friends... my friends. What would be the chance we had a text come through when they come round?
I swiftly stand up and leave Leonora with Leone. She'll be fine. I hope. She is in the company of Alessandro and Valentino, so she's in very good hands. I don't think they like him either considering it's always either me and at least one of her brother's staying with her at all times when he comes round.
I hurry over to Remo's room, where I know he'll be right now. I enter after knocking on the door and hearing a grunt from the other side.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Remo asks sitting up on his bed. He looks like he was having a nap, his eyes half open. Hair tousled from sleep.
