Dirty Addiction (Dirty 2)

“No, I knew what was going to happen when we went. The Espocito family deserved it. I would have killed them myself if Matteo didn’t.”

I force the bite of pizza in my mouth down. She’s as ruthless as Matteo. I need to remember that. I’ll need to watch out for her and not get on her bad side.

She raises an eyebrow at me, wanting to know how I feel.

“I’m not upset about tonight either. It needed to happen. I feel guilty that I feel okay it happened.”

Gia smirks. “Your first kill?”

I nod.

“You’ll get used to it. The first time changes everything. Next time the guilt won’t eat you anymore.”

My eyes widen. I hope there isn’t a next time, but I don’t say that to her.

“I’m here because I’m starving and couldn’t sleep, the guilt and all. Why are you down here instead of in your wing?”

“I’m all out of ice cream on my side.”

“What’s the ice cream for?”

She sighs. “Because I’m in love with a guy who doesn’t love me back. It’s ridiculous to be crying about it, I know, considering your situation, but it’s the truth. I’m a hopeless romantic, and I don’t know how to get over him.”

I smile. “Good to know that at least one Carini has a heart.”

She smiles a little.

“You want to talk about him?”

“No.”

“If you ever want to, I’m here. I don’t exactly have anywhere else to go.”

She laughs and looks at me soberly. “Why haven’t you asked me to help you get free yet?”

I frown. “You’re a Carini. If I know one thing, it’s that Carini’s are loyal to each other. I knew it was a hopeless endeavor. Plus, I’m not sure I wanted to put siblings in that situation.”

She holds out her spoon to me, and I dig into her ice cream. It’s rocky road, complicated like her.

“Want to talk to me about you and Matteo?” she asks.

I chuckle and take another large bite of the ice cream. “No. What’s to talk about? He stole me to get my best friend back because he’s in love with her. I won’t tell him where she is because I don’t trust he won’t hurt her, and Nina ran for a reason.”

“Because of our father, not Matteo.”

“What?”

“Arlo and Nina ran because Enrico is still alive. Although, I’ve heard he is barely hanging on in a coma or something, somewhere in Northern Ireland. They are safe from him. Matteo wants his brother back and a chance to get the girl he thinks he loves back.”

I consider her words, but considering who they are coming from, I don’t trust her any more than I trust Matteo. This could all be a trick to get me to talk.

“Thank you for telling me.” I put the spoon down. “I guess I should be getting back. I need some sleep. “

She smirks. “Yes, you’ll need some sleep to be able to keep up with my brother. “

I blush.

“He cares about you too, you know.”