Chapter 6

Vincenzo POV

By five in the morning, I was already up, going through my usual routine before heading downstairs. What I didn't expect was to find Victoria sprawled out on the couch, fast asleep. She looked almost childlike, curled into herself as if trying to disappear into the cushions.

Her dress, if you could even call it that, had ridden up so high that half of her bare skin was exposed. I paused, narrowing my eyes. What kind of stunt was this?

I moved toward her slowly, making sure not to wake her—though I wasn't sure why I cared. I tugged the dress down, covering her with a blanket. Then I sat down on the nearby couch, watching her.

The thought crossed my mind—I could end her right now. Strangle her without a sound, and no one would question it. No one would dare. Except, maybe, Nikolai.