Leonardo
The ride to the address Nayana gave me feels longer than any drive I’ve taken in my life, even though it barely takes an hour. I remember the panic in my wife’s eyes, the way her voice broke when she whispered that she lost connection with her little brother. The fear she felt made me blind with rage. The thought of Nayana being upset by anything drives me insane, and not in a good way.
My men are silent beside me, giving me space, but all I can hear is my own fury simmering under my skin. I shouldn’t have misread her. I shouldn’t have assumed she was sneaking around for a lover. I should’ve known. The train station, the way she acted, the way she didn’t want to answer me. She was protecting her f*****g family. Not betraying me.
And the worst part is that she had to carry all o
