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I felt used, discarded, like I had meant nothing to him.

And it hurt.

It hurt more than I could put into words.

Eventually, I forced myself to move on.

I buried the memories, the feelings, and I told myself that it was for the best.

That he wasn't the man I thought he was.

That what we had was fleeting, temporary, and I needed to forget it.

But I hadn't forgotten.

And now, after all this time, Vito was back.

And all those feelings, all that pain, it was rushing back to me, overwhelming me, suffocating me.

I didn't know what to do, how to handle it.

The man who had broken me, who had left me without a word, was here.

And not just here—he was involved in my life again, tied to Juan, tied to my future.

I didn't know what his intentions were, but one thing was clear: Vito hadn't just come back to stay in the shadows.

No, he was here for something.

And whether I liked it or not, I was part of it.

The memories of that night, of the way he had made me feel, were dangerous.

They threatened to pull me back under, to make me forget everything I had built with Juan, everything I had worked so hard to move past.

But no matter how hard I tried to fight it, Vito still had a hold on me.

And that terrified me.

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