Chapter 44
- *** Rosaria’s POV ***
- I stared at Marek for a moment, wondering if he really said what he did. His face was so serious as he watched me. He was the most dressed down I’d ever seen him and it had been shocking at first. Marek was so laid back about it though, I had to remind myself that I was in his home now. This past week I’d been alone and I hadn’t really gotten a feel for his normal routine, or his normal dress.
- Now, dressed so casually, he was asking something as huge as giving me Enzo or my father to me. Would I love Enzo’s head on a platter? Absolutely. My father? Definitely. Did I think they were worth it at this point? I didn’t know. My father was going to die. If it wasn’t going to be his heart, it was going to be Enzo. His days were numbered and I think we were on the lower end of those days now.