Page 33 of His Virgin Queen

Nick comes up behind me a moment later as I stare at myself in the mirror. “They work?” He hands me a pair of silver flats that have a ring over the toe for your feet to slide into to hold in place.

“I love them.” I turn, taking them from his hand. I tilt my head back to offer him a kiss. He leans down, giving me what I ask for.

“You look beautiful.”

“You make me feel beautiful. You make me feel like me again.” He does. He’s dressed in his normal pair of slacks and button-down shirt. It’s almost laughable. He looks like he’s dressed for the boardroom. I guess this is a meeting of sorts. Business will be handled. Ours is just a little different than the rest of the world but normal for us. This is our life. I hated it a week ago, but now I welcome it because with it, I get Nick. He makes all the difference in this life. I know with him, it will be a different kind of world.

“Good.” I bend down, slipping the shoes onto my feet.

Nick takes my hand in his. He leads me out of the bedroom and down the hallway. We descend the stairs. I see all of his men lingering about. Many are still spotted in blood. He guides me with him down a hallway I haven't ventured into yet. My brother stands in front of a door and steps out of the way.

Nick gives him a nod as he opens the door that leads down to the basement. When I look down the stairs everything is concrete. It’s nothing like the rest of the house. It’s cold and bare. A shiver races up my spine, because I know who will be at the bottom of those stairs. It will be the ending of the Scalingi family, but the beginning of my new life as a Davinci. Who I have always belonged to. I’d just been waiting for my king to find me. Now we will finish what he started—but with me by his side.