Viktor’s eyes snap back to my face, and finally finding the strength, I rip the veil off and step toward the man I love with all my heart.
The man I never should’ve left.
Greco grabs hold of my left arm, and as he yanks me backward, another shot rings through the air, hitting him in the left shoulder. With a grunt, he stumbles back, shock registering on his face.
As quickly as physically possible, I walk to Viktor.
He only spares me a second to look at my face, then orders, “Go to Luca,moyaMalen'kaya Roza.”
Luca hurries forward and wraps his arm around my shoulder before pulling me to where the rest of the Priesthood is standing.
Nikolas moves partially in front of me while Luca and Liam stand on either side of me, and I feel Gabriel at my back.
Unlike the first time I met the Priesthood, they’re protecting me today.
God, how everything has changed.
I watch as Viktor stalks toward the altar, his fingers flexing around the handles of his guns.
“Vetrov, this is no place for violence,” Mr. Parisi snaps while he indicates for his wife and Alissa to leave.
Viktor tilts his head at Mr. Parisi. “Yet there’s blood on the fucking wedding dress you forced my Little Rose to wear. I’d say this is the perfect place for violence. I’m sure the priest won’t mind saying a few words for the dead.”
“If this doesn’t end now, the peace treaty between the Cosa Nostra and the Priesthood will become null and void,” Mr. Parisi threatens.
“You forced my woman to marry Greco,” Viktor chuckles. “That fucking destroyed the peace treaty.” Viktor aims his weapon at Greco. “There’s only one way I’ll consider peace between you and us.”
Mr. Parisi glances at Greco, then looks back at Viktor. “What do you want?”
“Greco and me. Here and now. A fight to the death. I’ll even agree to no weapons just to make it fun.”
“Shit,” I whisper, my eyes going wide.
“Of course, he wants to kill him with his bare hands,” Luca mutters, then gives me a pointed look. “Never leave Viktor’s side again. He’s been driving me insane.”
Nikolas, Liam, and Gabriel all chuckle.
Because the men don’t seem worried, I relax a little.
Then it really hits – Viktor came for me, and because Greco tried to marry me, Viktor is going to kill him.
I get to watch the monster die by the hands of the man I love.
“I’ll never leave him again,” I whisper, more to myself than Luca.
Chapter 27
Viktor
It’s taking every ounce of my strength not to shoot Greco between the eyes because I want to see him bleed while I beat him to death.
Turning my back to Greco, I walk to Luca and hand my weapons to him. I glance at Rosalie, and seeing the bruises and blood on her face, gives me another surge of rage.
She’s so fucking beautiful and petite, yet the fucker hit her.
I wink at her, then turn to face Greco. “Let’s do this.”
Greco takes off his tuxedo jacket and tosses it to the side. While I slowly walk closer, he unbuttons his cuffs and rolls up the sleeves.