I Deleted You Traitor Even My Blade Forgot Your Name novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Next morning, Dante came to with his skull pounding and something soft breathing against his chest.

yes shot open. Sienna was tangled up in his sheets. Completely naked. Dead asleep.

ied looked like a war zone. Whole room reeked of sex and that sickly sweet perfume she always wore.

lis mind was blank. Last thing he remembered–that damn soup she’d brought him.

idn’t even register his comm buzzing like crazy on the nightstand. Screen lit up like a Christmas tree.

Mr. Corsaro, you in there? Answer me!”

efore his brain could catch up, the door beeped. Emergency override code.

is lieutenant. Voice tight with panic.

oor slammed open. Protocol–they could do that if they thought he was compromised.

hree of his guys piled in behind the lieutenant. All of them froze when they saw what was in the bed.

enna woke up fast. Saw the audience. Let out this little gasp and grabbed the sheet, covering herself. Pressed up against Dante’s back like she was some scared

abbit.

ut her eyes? There was a flash of something else. Victory.

e water hit Dante’s veins. Couldn’t breathe.

hen the Boss stepped through the doorway.

e scanned the room. His face went from surprised to stone–cold disappointed in about two seconds.

Your comm went haywire. Emergency signal. We’ve been trying to reach you for six hours straight. Figured you were bleeding out somewhere.

pice stayed quiet. That made it worse. “Guess you were just getting your dick wet instead.”

ante’s mouth opened. Nothing came out.

amily doesn’t get involved in who you sleep with.” The Boss didn’t wait for excuses. His eyes were ice.

But you made your bed. Literally, Vesper asked me to watch out for this girl before she disappeared. So congratulations–Sienna’s officially your problem now, he reports to you. You’re responsible for her. Every. Single. Thing”

ante felt like someone had shoved his head underwater Wanted to explain Wanted to say he didn’t remember any of this

ut when he locked eyes with the boss–the man who’d built this family from blood and bullets–every word turned he ash in hà sưouch.

he crew standing around looked like they didn’t know whether to laugh or clear out

ana jumped in fast, wearing this huge shit eating grin

Hey, this is cause for celebration! Why wait? Let’s do this proper–fandly style Get these two hitched by the weekend!”

Dante’s eyes closed. Long exhale. When they opened again, nothing left but defeat

Next day, they strong–armed him down to the makeshift chapel in the east wing. Stuffed him into a rental tus that pulled at the shoulders.

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Sienna stood across from him in white lace, doing her best virgin bride impression.

Whole thing felt like drowning in slow motion.

Lana played priest.

“Dante Corsaro. You taking Sienna Graves as your wife? Gonna protect her, stay faithful, through whatever hell comes, till one of you’s in the ground?”

Dante looked at Sienna in that dress. But all he saw was Vesper.

The two images bled together.

Sienna’s phony innocence twisted his gut. He gagged before he could stop himself.

Her smile cracked like porcelain.

3ehind all that tulle, her fingernails bit into his forearm hard enough to bruise. Voice barely a whisper. “Don’t you dare. Every ne

Dante wanted to run. But he looked around–all those faces he’d known for years, the Boss sitting up front with that blank g

Joxed in.

1 realized he was

His throat felt like broken glass. Pushed the words out anyway.

…Yeah. I do.”

teception was a blur of forced toasts. He kept pouring whiskey down his throat but couldn’t kill the sick feeling crawling up from his stomach.

Lit the bathroom three times. Retched until there was nothing left.

‘ast midnight, somebody dragged him back toward the bridal suite. He stopped outside when he heard voices leaking through the door.

ienna. And Lana.

Lana, seriously–you’re a lifesaver. If you hadn’t arranged everything, I never would’ve landed him!”

ienna sounded like she’d just won the damn lottery.

Girl, you played it perfect.” Lana’s tone had that ass–kissing edge to it now. “Vesper was solid, I’ll give her that. But she was ice cold. Walked and like the rest f us weren’t worth the dirt on her boots.”

Sure, she pulled me out of that trafficking ring. I’m not denying that. But Christ, the way she held it over my head? I was so sick of that holier than thou wi

ienna’s laugh came out sharp, Cruel. “Doesn’t matter now. Dante thinks she’s rotting in a ditch somewhere.

Wanna know the best part? That whole PTSD thing? I barely remember what actually happened to me as a kid. But dan if that diagnosis basnt been a golden

Icket”

ana’s tone shifted–all buttering up now “You’re about to be the Underboss’s wife. The real deal. When it comes time to hand out jobs and spliù regaarees, you better take care of your girl here”

Oh, don’t worry. You’ll get your cut.

Outside that door, Dante stood like he’d been nailed to the floor.

Felt like someone had ripped his chest open and poured acid inside.

Every drop of blood in his body turned to ice.

Chapter 8

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