“Purple heroin is a vile substance. Because the heroin is mixed with carfentanil, it’s both cheaper and deadlier than the pure variety. I hated every second that I was made to pump that poison into the city’s veins, but the Cartel had dirt on me, and I needed time to figure out how to extricate myself from their stone grip without going down too in the process.”
“The past month has been nothing but a shitstorm, and it feels like I’ve been battered on all sides. The Cartel have been closing in on my territory with their Irish allies, and the police are a hair’s breadth away from making a discovery that could bring me down for good. To top it all off, I’ve got a baby on the way—and the woman carrying that child is the very person who betrayed me and sent me hurtling into this shitstorm in the first place.”
“So, though I watch Alexis for a long time, I keep my distance. And I will continue keeping my distance. She is beautiful but deadly, like foxglove, with its pink, bell-shaped flowers and the heart-stopping poison hidden within them.”
“I kept Gabriel’s name and the Italian Mafia out of it as much as I could. Since Debbie is aware of Gabriel’s mob connections—having been threatened and blackmailed by his former Irish rival Andrew Walsh—she knows exactly what I did and why.”
“Gabriel doesn’t want to speak to me, so maybe I should just leave it at that. We will live our separate lives, and he can continue watching from a distance.
And me? I guess I’ll continue loving him from a distance”
“None of them are answering their phones. And Alexis and Harry aren’t at the apartment.”
Carlos’ threat rings through my ears.
Your whole world is about to come crashing down at your feet.
I shake my head. “Find them. Now.” I turn and storm toward my office, resisting the urge to dash out the front door and find them myself.”
“As requested, Silvano calls me in less than half an hour to update me on Alexis’ whereabouts. “She’s safe,” he says. “Angelo and the others have her, and they’re bringing her back to the apartment now. Angelo says there were two members of the Cartel trying to subdue her when they found her. He had to let them go so they could prioritize getting Harry and Alexis away safely.”
“with the whiskey meandering through my veins, I’m feeling uncharacteristically chatty.
“There’s not much to talk about, Tracey.” I shrug. “I love a woman who did something unforgivable, and now there’s no going back.”
“Watching Alexis on the camera has become a guilty pleasure of mine, verging on addiction. With less work to do on a daily basis, I have more time to fill. And Alexis is just begging to be watched. She has started speaking to the cameras on a regular basis, like her life confined to the apartment is a reality show with an audience of one.
But she’s not really speaking to the cameras. She’s speaking to me.”
“There’s no guarantee she will be there,” Silvano says carefully. “This could be a trap.”
“It’s definitely a trap,” I snap. “But if there is a chance that we can rescue Clara, we need to take it.”
“I grit my teeth. “You’re leading the Cartel?”
Felicity laughs, an airy sound that seems so out of place in this den of horrors. “Don’t look so surprised, darling. You knew I was ambitious.” She cocks the gun. “I did have my sights on the Italian Mafia, but some little shit got in my way and took it for himself.”
“I wonder what ‘truth’ Felicity thinks she can use to destroy me. And why me? Why not Gabriel?”
“I don’t know when or if I’ll get to speak to Gabriel again, but at least I’ve learned one thing from the conversation. He doesn’t hate me. If he truly hated me, he wouldn’t have given in. He wouldn’t have talked to me in the first place.
I hand the phone back to Angelo, feeling a little lighter than I did before. Gabriel doesn’t hate me. And if Gabriel doesn’t hate me, we might actually be able to mend the fissure keeping us apart.”
“I don’t know why Felicity’s reveal has rattled me so much. There is something incredibly disturbing about having my father’s former lover come back into my life, years after she nearly brought my father’s empire to ruin.”
“I wanted us to be a family so badly. It seemed like you wanted it too, but was that ever real? Did you really care for me like you seemed to, or were you just playing the game? It hurts so much to know that I was played a fool, but if I could go back in time, I can’t see myself doing anything differently. That’s the effect you have on me, Alexis. I would walk headfirst into my betrayal time and time again if it meant I got back those fleeting, perfect days.”
“I can’t stop thinking about Alexis,” I say with a defeated sigh. “I have so many other things to worry about, and yet I can’t get the damn woman out of my head.”
“Of course you can’t,” Silvano says simply. “You love her.”
“I just think it all seems a bit much, Gabriel,” he says. “What are you going to do if she fails?”
“Then I will know that I was right to push her out of my life,” I reply. “And that is where she will stay.”
“And if she passes? You’re just going to trust her again?” he asks quizzically. “Gabriel, the way I see it, you either trust this girl and love her, or you don’t. If you give her opportunities to disappoint you on a silver platter, you’re going to end up disappointed.”
“I keep my eyes glued to the screen, waiting for the smallest indication that Alexis is thinking about the documents in my unlocked desk drawer.”
“Only, Alexis doesn’t open the drawer. The most she does is pick up the round glass paperweight from my desk and start tossing it into the air. At one point she drops it and has to chase it across the room, but then she hurriedly sets it back on the desk and sits down again.”
“That’s because I don’t know what to tell her. Can we be a family? No. I still can’t trust her. I can’t let myself feel for her. The concept of a family entails unconditional love, and I cannot offer that to Alexis when she could just as easily use it against me.”
“I do need a partner, but I’m a criminal, Alexis,” I say. “I always have been, and I always will be. I have killed more people than I can count. I will never know if all of them deserved it. Can you accept that?”
When I first met Alexis, she made no bones about how it was her sole desire to bring good into the world. Being with me would tarnish that, even if she will control the charities.
Alexis’ mouth curves just a fraction at the edges, and she gives a short nod. “Yes.”
The word sits heavy on the table in front of us. Yes.
She is finally giving into me. Completely. Her submission tastes so sweet on my tongue that I suddenly lose all desire for dessert. Desire floods my senses, and I catch her gaze across the table.”
“I could be making a mistake, but from where I’m standing, taking on Alexis as my partner in life and in business might just be the best fucking decision I’ve ever made.”
“It’s our world now,” she snaps. “And I do understand. I’ve been following the Cartel’s atrocities for months now, and nothing you do could be worse than those monsters. As far as I’m concerned, violence is the only language they understand, and thus the only one we should be speaking with them.”
“Listen, bitch,” I snarl. “I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but you might want to think for a second about who I am. What I can do. You ought to be careful what you say around me if you want to avoid any trouble.”
I freeze, horrified at what I’ve just said, but it’s too late.
Ruby smiles knowingly. “It’s been nice talking to you, Alexis.”
“You’ll die on the front lines,” he mutters. “Or be captured. Or arrested.”
“Then that will be my fate.” I glare at him. “My father gave orders from behind a silver screen, and because of that, he lost sight of the suffering and the lives of his men. He viewed his own men and his enemies as chess pieces, not as humans. I will not make that same mistake.”
“It’s not an ambush,” I breathe. “It’s a sting.” Then I yell to David, “Get us out of here!”
“Was that okay?” I ask. “Did you—did you not have a problem lying to the police?”
Alexis pulls my hand over and places it on her belly, pressing down. Her baby bump is barely visible, but I can feel the firmness of it.
“When it comes to our family, I’ll do anything,” she says.”
“This is my home, Gabriel. You are my home. I don’t believe that I could be any safer than I am here, and as long as here is where you are, then it’s where I am too.”
“I love you, Gabriel,” she whispers.
The words are more delectable than chocolate. I didn’t realize how much I’d wanted to hear them until they danced from her lips.
“I love you too,” I whisper back.”
“You have to know,” he says. There is a wildness in his eyes now. “The reason Felicity has been targeting you…The reason she sent you those strange texts…” Gabriel forces the next few words out, even though it looks like they burn as they cross his tongue. “Felicity Huffman is your mother.”
“The sound of muffled shouts and gunfire permeates the ballroom. My hands tighten on Alexis as adrenaline shoots through my veins like liquid fire.
We are under attack.”
“I don’t give him the chance. I aim. I fire.
Turtleneck falls back onto the floor, blood pooling around his torso from the two gunshot wounds in his belly. There is an expression of genuine surprise on his face. That irks me.
“Did you think you could lay hands on the Bellucci Mafia queen and get away with it?” I ask.”
“You were never my mother, bitch,” Alexis snaps. Then she pulls the trigger.
The bullet hits Felicity in the chest, and she collapses.”
“Gabriel’s eyelids flutter. I can tell that he’s working hard to stay awake. When he speaks next, his words have taken on a slurred edge. “Alexis’ word is to be taken as law, especially given that I don’t know how long I will be laid up. She has my full trust, and if anyone has a problem with that, they must speak to me directly. Understood?”
“Gabriel tips my chin back toward him. “I love you so much more than I ever thought I could love anyone,” he says in a gravelly voice. Will you marry me?”