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with Jared.
    “Raffaele. . . I know you mean only to
protect me. And I thank you for that, but. . . I want you to leave.
I want you to go away, to just let me do my business.”
    Raff felt a pang in his chest, tried to
ignore it even. He stood up, glaring down at his uncle. “I won’t
lose the last part of my family that I have. I don’t care that they
all died by your hands, I refuse to let someone take you out.”
    “Neph—”
    “If anyone kills you, it’s going to be
me.”
    He left his uncle there, knowing that he
couldn’t get up. Soon, though, he would be healed enough to walk,
maybe within a day or two. Till then, Raffaele planned on sticking
around and watching Jared’s back.
    Only when he was in his car did he
finally let his shoulders slump, his guards down. Life was really
kicking him in the balls, he thought. How was he supposed to get
his pacchetto in order when
even his own uncle wouldn’t listen?
    Kevin, one of the two snotty bastards that
visited his dreams, had come to him last night.
    The things that he had said had. . .scared
Raff. Honestly scared him. Nothing had had his back chilling as it
had when he had found out that his parents, his family, was gone
for forever.
    When Stuart had entered the conversation, it
had only taken a second for the fight to escalate. Among the words
he had heard “Mary” “Separate” “Kill” and many other words that had
caused the hair on the back of his neck to rise.
    As soon as he had finally started to
understand what was happening, Kevin had awoken him, leaving him
clueless as to what had happened after that.
    It had only made his night worse when
the call from the hospital had come in. The uncle that he had
figured would be okay to let roam had been put into the hospital,
and he had felt such a rage, such a complete fury that someone would take what was his—
Jared’s life.
    As he turned the car on, he focused on not
breaking the steering wheel and backing out calmly. Jared was
alive, and that was all that mattered.
    When the time came, he would be. . .no more.
Raffaele planned on draining every ounce of blood out of Jared
before he let the man finally die. And only after he was used to
his full potential.
    He might be family, yes. But after what
he had caused, what he had done. . . Raff was waiting for just the right moment .
    The Marina in was on the opposite side of
town and only took less than a half hour to get to. Parked, he got
out and grabbed a bag of groceries out of the back and started into
the lobby. Raff received several looks from blondes sitting in the
plush chairs of the lobby, and would have gone to one of them
except. . .
    Green eyes.
    They didn’t have striking green eyes with
gorgeous brunette locks falling down their shoulders, or the light
smell of roses floating around them.
    They also weren’t so deeply Archaeos that he
could feel the power they possessed from a mile away.
    The human females preened under his searching
gaze, and he could sense their disappointment when he turned to the
elevator, away from them. While he waiting for the elevator to come
to his floor, he listened to their chatter and then the sound of
heels pattering on the tile came closer than he was comfortable
with.
    Touch. On his forearm. Raff looked down at
the slim, manicured hand that was currently feeling him up. Turning
cold eyes to the blonde, big breasted woman who’s bustier was close
to exploding, he grimaced mentally.
    “Me and my friend are going out soon,” she
commented suggestively. “Would you like to come with us?”
    Another hand landed on his arm and he almost
shuddered. Something about the women seemed. . .off. They were
human, he could feel it. But. . .something more.
    “I’m sorry, ladies. I have some meetings
tonight that I can’t miss.” Said meeting was actually where they
were probably going, he thought bitterly.
    “Awe,” pouted the taller of the two. Eyes
caked full of make-up turned up to his, and all he could see