Rogue Lane
The very mention of her name creates chaos
The sense of fear is instilled into people's heart and head
She's alluring, seductive, powerful
She's the abandoned heir to the Spanish mafia
And she plans to raise hell when she finds the h...
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• Lucian •
"I see the way she looks at me, she knows something" Bella said, climbing off my lap Before she began to pull her dress back on
I know. Cheating on Lyla wasn't the best decision She was fucking crazy But I was only seeing Bella, despite all the fucking rumours going around I liked Bella though, she was sweet, she didn't nag me the way Lyla constantly did
"Out" Natasha ordered, intruding into my office Bella looked at me embarrassed Before she apologised profusely to Natasha, leaving the room.
"At least lock the door if you're fucking the maids" Natasha said boredly "What do you want?" I asked "I want to see her" she said "And whining about your niece was that important to interrupt me?" I asked
"You weren't exactly caught in an emergency, she's my family, your family, we should make the effort" she said "I am making an effort" I defended "Are you? Armano told me about the engagement, bet that went down as swell as he said" she seethed
"Get to the point Nat" I said "I think we should have dinner, a family dinner, just us four" she said "No" I said That definitely wouldn't end well "Why not?" She asked "Because last night Armano smashed half the crockery and Rogue threw wine in Lyla's face. I don't want any of that anger directed at me" I said honestly
They were wrecks Both like me I was surprised how much Rogue had turned out like us Damaged. Lethal. Growing up with Emilia, I thought she'd turn out into a good one A respectable nice girl.
"Will you tell them about-" "No" I snapped "Lucian-" "No Natasha! They can't know, she has a different life alright? A different upbringing, Armano and Rogue, they're already too fucked in this life. Carlotta... she was practically a baby when we gave her away. She'll be good. Innocent. She doesn't deserve people like us in her life" I explained
They can't know where she is They can't know the truth about where she went.
I... I didn't want to know. Not anymore We were too screwed up for her It was better to let her go "You ruined those children, nobody else" she seethed "Yeah, everyone loves to remind me" I sighed
"So you're going to keep lying? Tell them you don't know what happened to her?" She asked "I don't" I gritted out "I just know she went somewhere better... better than us" I said
"Better than you" she corrected, storming out
They couldn't know Where she was Who she ended up to be That I didn't know where she was That I didn't... that I wasn't the one who got rid of her.
