Silent Sins ✓ ( book 1) Editing in Progress

Chapter 25

Here it is. The chapter you have been waiting for! Let's start finding out what Mr Lorenzo's true intentions are...

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When the fresh air chases my midnight curls and my feet hit the cold concrete, I know they've dragged me through the back exit. By this point, the alcohol has worn me down to a tipsy high. My toes curl against the concrete and I shiver.

I'm surrounded by a dozen guards who are either; too professional to comment, or completely unfazed by the scenario. They stand tall, surrounding me in a tight-knit circle in case I run.

The club door opens again, and music floods out as a man comes into view. His eyes crinkle at the corners when he grins. I recognise him immediately.

Cody. One of Mr Lorenzo's pawns.

Eyes radiant and lively, he clasps his hands together. "That was the highlight of my week."

I have the audacity to blush. He saw me. Everyone did. Am I ashamed? We'll find out in the morning.

"Vitale. Get the fuck out of my sight." Mr Lorenzo stalks towards us and I flinch back.

Don't let him intimidate you. He can't hurt you...

Or can he?

Cody throws his hands up, still grinning. He winks at me and backs away, disappearing into the club once again.

I peel my eyes away from him and straighten, bracing myself for the turbulence.

Mr Lorenzo's eyes darken as he takes me in. Not with lust or desire. Rage. His pupils pulsate violently under the moonlight. "What the fuck were you thinking?"

The club door swings open again, and everything happens so quickly. Mr Lorenzo has Ethan in a choke hold against the wall as soon as he exits. Ethan, in a drunken daze, appears stiff and panicked.

"Do you have a fucking brain?" Mr Lorenzo growls.

The sound of bones breaking bleeds in my ears. At first, I'm too dazed to understand what's happening, so I scream. I scream and shout profanities before lunging at him.

The guard grabs my waist.

My muscles and veins strain against my skin as I rip my arms away. "I'll kill you." I kick, flail, pound the guard's chest with my fists. Anything to buck him off.

It's useless. He's double my body mass.

Defeated, I fall to the ground, tears spilling from my eyes. "I fucking hate you." I scream. "Don't touch my fucking brother." My voice is animalistic. I hardly recognise it. "I will fucking kill you! You fucking psychopath."

He throws Ethan onto the ground and steps back, clenching his fists at his side. Ethan's face is ghastly and drained of colour. Blood trickles down his lips onto the floor beneath him.

"Drink to your own fucking grave Ethan." He spits. "But don't drag your sister down with you."

What did he just say?

Ethan wipes the blood from his face and peers at me, eyes distant and dead. "Stop," He whispers before I lunge to attack.

"What do you mean stop?" I feel murderous. Blood thirsty. I want to gouge out Mr Lorenzo's eye balls. "Don't you see what he is! A monster! He made you lose your fucking job."

"I know."

My face falls.

He looks off into the distance, eyes glassy with unshed tears.