Silas’s POV
The sharp and hot taste of whiskey had always kept me grounded as I stood close to my window taking in all the beautiful views from my Rome’s office building.
Amassing such great wealth was not an easy feat that came lightly rather blood was shared but I did more of the spilling than the sharing.
The thought of my beloved ran through my mind— her giggles and her perfect body pressed into mine as we laid on the couch.
I didn’t want her gone.
I wanted her to stay with me forever and just to wake up by her side every day would be a dream come true.
I only turned around when I heard footsteps heading towards me.
“Did she get it?”
“Yes she did, boss” Pete replied. He sucked his teeth as his face contorted into an expression I could not understand.
“You’ve got a question?”
