Avara POV
Two weeks have passed since my secret abduction. And for the past two weeks, I have been living life on the edge of a blade. Luciano hasn't come back. And Silas is furious with me and won't let the guards let me out of their sight. Which makes me equally as furious because I'm not sure what I'm being protected from. The Yakuza aren't a threat to me personally and I think my father and brothers know what. It's more than just a precaution. There is something else they're not telling me.
I just don't know what would be worse than my current situation.
"You said you were coming back soon?" I say, putting three slices of pizza from the box to a plate. "That was a week ago." I slot it inside the microwave, reheating last night's pizza for breakfast.
"I know, but something came up," Vance says with a sigh, then adds a flair of melodrama to his voice. "I promise I'll be back home as quick as I can, honey."
