Nico POV
I saw the reluctance in every step she took, the fear and doubt that plagued her. If there was a way for me to be able to relieve her of that burden just a little, I would have done it.
Goddammit, this was all too surreal going from a man who wanted to punish her, to a man who wanted to spare her any kind of torment.
We walked in silence down the dark halls. There was nothing we could say nothing I could say. For months I felt powerful as the Boss of this family, and now for the first time I felt completely helpless.
Every step we took toward her room felt like we were both on fucking death row, and too soon we stopped in front of the security door that led to her prison. The heaviness that fell over us as I punched in the code was downright toxic.
I opened the last door and let her walk through first.
A kidnapper with manners.
I leaned against the wall and admired how she looked in my white T-shirt. Her perfectly curved legs teased me. Her toned thighs taunted me.
