My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 11 Consummation by Marita A. Hansen Read Free Book Online Page A

I
walked over to her and took it, my heart now pounding a mile a
minute. Even after all these years, the thought of talking to
Christo terrified me, the memory of the time in the restroom coming
back more.
    “ Are you there, schiava ?” a rough voice came through the line.
    “ My name’s
Rita.”
    “ Not to me, that’s if you are
indeed the girl I once knew, but Camila assures me you are. Though,
I need proof, so tell me what color hair your brother
has?”
    “ Auburn.”
    “ And what color hair did I have
when you knew me?”
    “ Grey.”
    “ One more thing. When did I
first call you schiava ?”
    “ After you murdered my
bodyguards and yanked me off my bike, then twirled me around like a
ragdoll, you fucking bastard.”
    He laughed. “It is you! Oh, I love
reunions, though I need to punish my brother for not disposing of
your body properly. Or maybe I should thank him, because you truly
were a wonderful fuck.”
    I gripped onto the phone. “I need
proof that you have my brother.”
    “ I think my twin’s a bit busy
with him right now.”
    I yelled into the phone, “If he touches
Lucan—”
    Christo cut me off. “I’m just teasing. My
brother’s too busy fucking Jagger’s brother to care about anyone
else. So, I’ll go get your brother for you, he’s watching some
cartoon. He can sit there for hours without moving. He really isn’t
all there, is he?” The sound of walking came through the phone.
“Lucan,” he said. “Your sister wants to talk to you.”
    S ilence followed.
    “ Lucan, did you hear me?” Christo asked,
sounding like he was talking to a child.
    “ My sister is with the angels,”
a soft voice replied.
    “ No, she’s with the
D’Angelos.”
    “ As I said: the angels.”
    Christo laughed. “Did you just make a
joke?”
    “ No.”
    “ You really are
strange .
Regardless, say hello to your sister.”
    Lucan’s voice came over the line.
“Sophia?”
    I breathed out. “Yes.”
    “ You don’t sound like Sophia.
You sound Americana .”
    “ It’s still
me.”
    “ Why are you talking to
me , then? I
called out to you so many times, but you never answered. Have the
angels given you back?”
    “ I never died.”
    “ No, no, you went to the angels,
I saw the priest send you to them. He held you under the water. He told me
he was baptizing you, but I knew he was lying. I tried to stop him,
but his twin held me back.” Lucan started crying. “He’s looking at
me now. I don’t like him, Sophia, he scares me.” Her brother yelled
out.
    A second later, Christo
shouted, “ Stai zitto! ” telling Lucan to shut up. “Go watch your fucking
cartoons, you nut job.”
    “ I want my sister!” Lucan
cried.
    “ She’ll come here only if you
shut the fuck up.”
    Lucan went quiet.
    Christo’s annoyed voice came over the
line. “Happy now? He wasn’t upset until you spoke to
him.”
    “ What time do I meet
you?”
    “ Three in the afternoon
will do.”
    “ I can’t come during the
day; it’ll
have to be at night, when I can slip out without anyone seeing
me.”
    “ Okay, meet my men out the back
of the mall at midnight. And don’t double-cross me, because I will
kill your retard of a brother in an instant. Agreed, schiava ?”
    “ If you make it 2
A.M.”
    “ Done, and you sound very
different. I wonder what you look like now, hopefully as pretty as
you were back then, because I haven’t had a fuck in a long time.
See you soon . ”
He hung up.
    I held the phone out for Camila to
take.
    S he slipped it back into her pocket.
“ Buona
fortuna with
getting your brother back, and if you can, help Jagger’s brother
too.”
    I nodded, surprised she was asking. “What
are your intentions with Jagger?”
    “ To be with him, I find him
fascinating.” She breathed out. “Can you leave now, I want to be
alone.”
    I frowned. “I’m sorry about your
sister.”
    She nodded.
“ Grazie .”
    I went to the door, turning back at
her voice. She was looking at me with sadness in