Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
They gazed at me.
“And.” I swallowed. “I know it is not a secret that I have had. . .interactions with the both of you—”
“What sort of interactions?” Giorgio leaned his head to the side.
David curved his lips into a wicked grin.
“Um. . .” I shook my head. “We do not need to define or describe anything—”
“We do.” Giorgio targeted me with an intense gaze.
I gulped down fear.
The door opened.
“Eh. Is this Blue’s room?” Maxwell ducked his head in.
Thank God!
“Yes.” I waved him in.
“Oh, shit.” Maxwell looked at Giorgio and then David. “You’re busy. I’ll check you later—”
“No!” I might have screamed it too loud. “Come in. Please.”
Meanwhile, Giorgio never turned that intense gaze from me.
“Shiiit.” Maxwell widened his eyes as he walked in. “I see it is mad packed in this motherfucker.”
Maxwell still wore the same outfit from earlier today, but now it was dingy and sprayed with blood.
Is that fresh blood?
I squinted my eyes. “Did you just kill someone?”
Bobbing his head, he went over to the other side of my room and opened the window with a screech. “Yeah. I just sliced a motherfucker’s neck.”
David quirked his brows. “Who?”
Maxwell pulled out a joint. “The Clown.”
“What?!” Giorgio unfolded his legs. “Not. . .Rocco Vizzini. Perhaps, it was just someone that was dressed like a clown—”
“You think I’m the type of motherfucker to just go randomly killing people dressed like clowns?”
“Better a random clown than Rocco.”
David let out a long breath.
“Chill, Giorgio.” Maxwell lit the joint. “I’ll deal with whatever I have to deal with—”
“An army of Made Men heading your way?” Giorgio shook his head. “Because that is what is coming—”
“Are these motherfuckers zombies or something?” Maxwell rolled his eyes.
“What?” Giorgio twisted his face in confusion.
“If they don’t have supernatural powers then all I need to do is have enough bullets—”
“You will need a lot more than bullets. You will need an army.” Giorgio sighed. “That is why I made sure Blue and Boris did not kill Rocco when we saw him earlier. There was no need to initiate a new war—”
“Fuck that clown. Motherfucker was trying to take my wife.”
David blinked. “Your wife?”
“Long story.” Maxwell blew out smoke. “Shit will be fine. Let’s stop talking about it.”
Giorgio and David turned back to me.
“Um. . .” I cleared my throat. “No. We can keep talking about that—”
“Or we can talk about your interactions with David.” Giorgio leaned back in his chair. “Anything I should know about?”
David crossed his muscular arms over his chest. “Since we are having an open discussion on interactions, I am wondering if there are any new developments.”
I glanced at Maxwell.
He whispered, “Management.”
Fuck.
I looked back at them. “So. . .I like you. . .both. . .a lot.”
David shifted his weight on one foot.
Giorgio frowned.
“And um. . .okay, so. . .” I held out my hands. “Well. . .I am an independent woman.”
David raised his eyebrows.
“I am also single.”
Giorgio’s frown deepened.
I swallowed. “We are also in modern times where we can date whoever we want. We can. . .take our time to get to know each other—”
“Have you kissed King David?” Giorgio eyed me.
“So. . .”
David answered for me. “Most definitely we have kissed. And, I plan for us to do more.”
“Is that right?” Giorgio rose from his seat.
They both squared their shoulders as if getting ready to fight.
“Oh shit.” Maxwell blew out smoke and left the window. “Hey, guys. This is sort of a hospital, so we need to keep it nonviolent—”
“But, what have you done with Blue, Giorgio?” David uncrossed his arms and glared. “I know about one kiss, but has there been another—”
“Most definitely, King.” Giorgio sneered. “And as you said, I plan to do more.”
“Yo.” Maxwell got between them and held his lit joint at his side. “Alright. So we have established some plans. I think this is a good time to just give each other space and let Blue get some rest. She almost died and shit.”
Giorgio turned to me. “You are right. You were single at the time you kissed him. That is fine. Now. . .your being single. Not so much.”
“Oh.” I blinked.
“You are correct, Giorgio.” David nodded. “She is not single. She is taken. Therefore, the few interactions you had, see them as good memories and move on.”
“Wait.” I raised my hands in the air. “Listen. I almost died so I am not going to choose between the two of you.”
Fast, they both glared at me.
Rage filled their eyes.
Shit.
The intensity of those stares made my heart race and my pulse hammer in my throat. I felt like a trapped animal, like an exhausted deer being eyed by two hungry wolves.
Giorgio hissed. “What did you say?”
“Yes, Blue.” David growled. “Can you further explain?”
I was frozen in a cage of terror, desperate to break free but unable to escape.
Come on. Get it over with.