“Okay, there’s water and painkillers on the nightstand,” I began, “and I put your clothes away in the closet. Need anything else?”
There was a stream of indecipherable gibberish from the very drunk Milena on the bed. I took that as a no. After tucking her in, I stepped back and took a moment to stare at her.
Maybe it was just all my years as a big sister, but I felt very protective of Milena. I needed to find out what Matteo had planned for her now that he’d taken care of Hayk.
With a sigh, I glanced around the guest room one last time, then I hit the lights and stepped outside.
An argument between two male voices immediately reached my ears. I leaned against the railing of the stairway that overlooked the living room. Nico and Dimitri were standing in front of the massive TV that
