Chapter 70

LILY “Get your hands off me, asshole.” I snarl at the man with the skull tattoo as he grabs my arm and drags me up the steps of Carmine’s mansion. He presses his face close to mine. “I cannot fucking wait to get the nod to put a bullet in your head, little girl.” Spittle hits my face, and I wipe it away with disgust. “You honestly think Carmine would let some pathetic little weasel like you have the honor of killing me?” I snort, and his cheeks turn purple with rage. “Always so full of fire, Liliana.” The voice of the man I hate more than anyone else in the world drifts through the open doorway. “You haven’t changed a bit, have you?” I spit at his feet. “Fuck you.” Raising his hand, he cracks the back of it across my cheek, causing my head to snap to the side and making my two kidnappers laugh. “Do not speak to me like that, puttana!” Memories assault me from being called a whore by the man who tried to turn me into one. The man who snuck into my room every night for almost a year and