Chapter 13. Escape

MARCELLO

It has been a month since our little guest left. She really got under Demitri’s skin, and as amusing as it is to watch, it is good to have some normal back. I watch as Demitri sits down, wiping his hands.

 “Really, was it needed?” I question him, watching as he laughs and nods.

 “He tried taunting me, so I taunted him back.” 

 “No, you tortured him back Demitri.” 

 I laugh hearing Calix. He isn’t wrong.

 “He’s alive.” Demitri grins, the crazy bastard. 

 “With four fingers missing.” I point out.

 “Four fingers is a good number considering how much he owed and the fact he kept making shitty excuses and running up more debt.” I watch as he shrugs his shoulder.

 “Well, you two have fun with Rosalie, I’m at the club. Doing my usual checks.” 

 “How’s the new rooms?” Calix looks at me hopeful.

 “Should be done. Then by all means take Rosalie there