Chapter 124

• Never in the wildest of my dreams had I thought of seeing Mir like this…so weak…so vulnerable. Was he the same man who slit the throats of the enemies without blinking twice? Who literally threw his consigliere to the sharks? Was he the same ruthless man whose anger knew no bounds?
• But the words coming out of his mouth were doing something to me. They were slicing me from the inside, serving as a reminder that even the devil of Venice had once been a human. He still was.
• Wiping the tears with the back of my hands, I cupped his face and made him look up at me. But when I caught the way his eyes were glistening, too, with tears, whatever was left of my poor heart, downright crashed and shattered.