Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Elaine

Even now, in pain with my blood still flowing under the bandage, I didn’t care about anything but holding the man I loved.

He was home.

Safe.

Alive.

But that wasn’t going to be the case all that much longer. Not with the pointer fingers coming up from all directions.

My eyes must have been terrified when they met his.

“Have you heard the news?” I asked. “They’re looking for you, Lucian! There’s a photo of you outside my apartment! That’s what’s bringing them here, isn’t it? They’ve put the pieces together!”

I expected him to freak out and curse, or at least do something in shock, but he didn’t. “Sure, them hunting down that person is a nail in the coffin, Elaine,” he told me as he grabbed hold of our things around us. “But believe me, baby, there are a whole load worse nails coming for our coffin than that. You’ve just met one of them.”

“There are more people coming, aren’t there?” I pushed.

I’ll remember his answer for the rest of my life.

My beautiful monster was so proud and terrified both at once when he told me, his expression will be etched into my soul for all time.

“Plenty of people will be coming for us,” he told me. “But I’ll be protecting you and dishing out revenge with every breath in me, I swear it on my life.”

And then he paused.

Lucian Morelli actually paused before he told me what he’d done.

“Speaking of revenge, Elaine. I just killed your fucking uncle,” he said.