The Gheata family; however, they don’t care who wants the drugs they deal out and most of them end up in the hands of kids.
Now the Gheata family are pissed and ready for a war all because I killed several of their men including the head honcho’s little brother, Petru.
“Where am I supposed to be going?” I demand through clenched teeth, placing my hands on my hips.
“Go to one of the safe houses.” Leo shrugs. “Right now, Theo, we need you hiding. I’m not about to let these assholes take you out. I’m going to try and get in touch with my cousins from the Satan’s Keepers. Get them to take Mia in. I don’t want anything to happen to her and she needs to be far away from us while we handle the Gheata family.”
I nod in understanding though I don’t like it.
If I go to one of the safe houses, I’ll take the time to come up with a way to take out the rest of the fuckers and extinguish the rest of the Gheatas. You don’t mess with the De Lucas.
“I don’t like it but I guess I have no choice. Which safe house?” I ask.
“I suggest the cabin,” Christian says, coming into the room with a harsh expression. “It’s already stocked with food and the caretaker keeps it clean.”
Nodding, I run a hand through my hair. The cabin would be a good place to go. Being secluded from everywhere else and clearing my head enough to find the Gheatas will help.
“I’ll go there then,” I state.
“Good, you might want to do so before the snow gets heavy. Weather is reporting a snowstorm coming and heading in that direction,” Christian mutters.
Shit.
“Alright, let me get on the road,” I grumble and turn on my heels and head out of the room. I don’t like the idea of leaving the family. I’ve always been around to have Leo’s back and this will leave him without his right-hand.
Heading to my room, I grab my go-pack and my keys. Time to get out of here.
Christian
“Everything set in place?” My boss, Leo De Luca asks soon as my friend leaves the room.
Nodding, I grin. “Yep, Blake is there already. She got in last night,” I mutter. I should feel like shit for doing this but honestly, I don’t.
If all goes well Theo will be able to help my sister escape the clutches of our parents. And maybe even make my friend find he’s more than some machine meant for killing.
Blake, my little sister, has a heart pure as gold and deserves the world. A world without our parents dictating and trying to marry her off to douches. This last one especially, if he gets his hands on Blake, she’ll be dead within the year. He’s a violent man and a part of the Gheata family. Not direct but he’s related to Andreas. Ethan is also the lawyer for the family.
“Good, I hope this works. He needs to have something to focus on besides the shit filling his head,” Leo grumbles.
I couldn’t agree more. Since Mia had been hurt, he’s feeling the guilt for not getting to her quicker, but her security detail shouldn’t have let the Gheatas get her out of the club. Now my beautiful Mia is scarred and feeling as if she will never be the same beauty she’s always been. What she doesn’t realize is she’ll always be beautiful to me.
Mia is the princess of the family and everyone dotes on her. Even the men who work for Leo De Luca dote on her. She’s a sweetheart and, if I’m honest with myself, the one woman I want for myself but I’ll never be able to claim her as mine. For one, she’s too young for me. I’m thirty-two which makes me ten years older than her.
My parents had me and waited years before having Blake. It’s why I’m protective of her. I pretty much brought her up in this world while our parents only wanted to be our dictators.
I lied to them and said I’d join the military instead I’d been hired by Leo De Luca to work for him. Now I’m his third in command.
“I know my sister, she won’t be able to resist him once she sees the torment in his eyes,” I mutter.
“You sure she’s not going to want to kill you when she finds out?” Leo chuckles.
“Nope, she’ll be thanking me for it in the end.” I grin.
And I know I’m right it’s just a matter of them connecting over the next few days. Ironically, tomorrow’s Valentine’s Day and she’s booked at the cabin for two weeks. Or so she thinks.
Theo
I didn’t realize when Christian said something about a snowstorm heading in the direction of the cabin, that it would take me three times as long as it normally does in getting this far.
The roads are coated in snow and ice.
Good thing I’ve got four-wheel drive and should be able to get through it without a problem. It has only taken what feels like forever to get there.
I turn onto the road leading to the cabin breathing out a sigh of relief, knowing I’m only a mile away from the cabin where I can light a fire and warm up.
As soon as I straighten the wheel and start to speed up slightly, a deer runs across the road right in front of me causing me to slam on the brakes which is not a good idea to do. Sliding over the slick road, I end up in the ditch.
Fuckin’ great, it’s too late at night to worry about getting the damn thing out of the ditch now. Between the snow falling and the darkness of the night I won’t be able to get it out. Not without help.
I can walk the rest of the way to the cabin, and tomorrow I’ll see if I can’t get it out.
Sighing, I turn the engine off and pull the keys from the ignition. I take a deep breath and open the door. No reason to hold myself up when it’s going to take me a bit of time to walk the rest of the way. At least it’s only a mile and not more than that.
Though it’s going to be one freezing cold walk since I didn’t bring a heavier coat or wear something besides jeans and a Henley matched with my steel-toed boots.
Yeah, I’ll be cold but nothing a warm fire won’t warm up.
Chapter Two
Blake
Sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace, I stare into the depths of the flames. So far today my mother and father have both called ten times each. All before I turned my phone on mute to keep from hearing when they called.
I would turn my phone off but my brother told me to never do so. Of course, I’ll listen to Christian. He’s my favorite person in the world and is always there for me. We have a bond unlike any other and I would do anything for him and vice versa. It’s why he rented this place for me.
Lifting the cup of hot cocoa up to my lips, I take a sip and contemplate my life. I want to move away from home. I might live in an apartment away from the house and have a job working in an accounting firm but it’s not what I want. I hate my job. I hate the apartment I live in. All because the moment I had something special to me, my mother came in and threw it out. If it wasn’t what she wanted in there it would be trashed.
Same with everything else in my life she tries to control it all. If it wasn’t for my car being a rental, I’m sure she’d already be here trying to drag me home.
I’m not a pubescent child. I’m an adult who is trying to live a life without dealing with the headaches of parents who want to marry you off to get money.