*Vincenzo's POV*
befriended trafficker–I couldn't exactly afford having her walking around like she didn't know how
my cards right.
These two weeks would be an effective Evangeline detox–
A familiar click clack alerted me from my mindless buzz,I was sure my ear perked like a dog's to focus on the sound.
It sounded awfully similar to–no it can't be,I might actually need an exorcism with how bad the hallucinations are getting,that is if I was hallucinating in the first place.
"Evangeline–"I gasped as her full face came into view.
I don't know which was a scarier thought,the fact that I could be hallucinating before one of the most important business trips, the reality that she might actually be here,in the flesh–ready to send me to my maker with a glance.
She fully climbed into the plane.
Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.
I cant let this actually happen.
"I'm afraid the offer has expired."
"Dear husband." She pouts. "You're going to deny me of a honeymoon?"
