Twisted Bonds

hand and pressed a kiss to my wrist.

he loved me, really loved me, no fake emotion,

Nino had told me he

Nino had told me he

“And you say you don’t like sweet things, Remo,” Fabiano said in a teasing voice.

Savio glanced over his shoulder. “He’s a bit like those creepy little killer dolls from horror movies the way he stalks me and grins his little maniac Remo grin.”

“Nobody will ever hurt you again, nobody will come close,”

Remo were watching me.

“I didn’t know what name you wanted for him, but his last name was easy,” Remo said.

I rushed toward him and threw my arms around his middle. He touched the back of my head briefly. “I don’t care if the world hates you, I’ll defend you against all of them.”

I’m not leaving it there so Adamo can desecrate it into a fucking Cuba Libre.”

I looked toward Serafina who seemed frozen. Something had shifted in her posture. She was tense, protective, ready to pounce if we dared to do something to her children.

She needn’t worry. Never again.