Tara’s loss of conscious was as sudden as it was expected.
The day had been a long one to her.
Antonio knew he probably shouldn’t have killed Cassandra and Carlos in front of his beloved Tara, but there had been no way around it. It might seem like a brutal execution, but really, they had both deserved it.
There were rules to the world, an order so to speak to be maintained, to keep the balance between the good and the bad… they had not respected the rules. They had invoked his wrath. They could only blame themselves. Had he not killed them as swiftly as he had, they would have turned the tables on him, and he couldn’t possibly allow anyone to hurt his beloved Tara.
He looked at the restrains that kept Tara seated despite her having lost consciousness, and he cringed, wishing he ha
