^^ Do I wanna know?- Arctic Monkeys.
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Riccardo Santiago's POV
"Are you sure you want to do this?" James asks me.
He grips the steering wheel tightly and I know he is just as scared as I am.
His blonde hair is brushed back and his pale blue eyes stare at the road.
"I need to get past it, James" I tell him truthfully.
"I haven't slept well at all knowing what I've done" he says.
"He fucking deserved it!" James exclaims, hitting the wheel.
"James..." I say, taking his hand.
He looks at me.
"Just... just be careful, okay?" He says.
I give him a tense smile.
"I'll be fine James, I promise." I tell him.
He runs a hand through my hair and then his eyes meet mine.
"If you're not out in an hour I'm breaking in" He says and I chuckle.
"You're so extra" I say rolling my eyes.
"When it involves you, I have to be" he shrugs, pulling away from my blushing self.
I step out of the car, hearing his deep laughter ring from the car.
I step into the building and walk along the corridors, hands buried in my pockets, my eyes trained on the floor.
"Hey, Ricc, what brings you here?" A voice asks.
I look up to see Sebastian, with a broad smile on his face.
"Hey Bas, I need a favour" I say and he nods.
"What is it?" He asks, intrigued.
"I want to see the boy" he says.
Sebastian raises an eyebrow.
"Do you want to tell me why?" He asks.
I shake my head, no.
"Does Matéo know?" He asks.
"Adeline does, so she'll... Convince him to allow me" I say with a tiny smirk.
"Ugh" Sebastian says, making a face and holding his hands up.
"Ew, fine I don't wanna know" he says cringing a little.
I thank him and he gives me the cell number to go to.
I walk through the dark corridors.
The thoughts of what I'm about to do make my heart sink lower and lower into my chest, painfully.
I stop in front of the holding cell.
I take a deep breath and let it out.
No turning back.
I open the door and I enter the interrogation room that leads out of the holding cell.
When I enter I am face to face with a man.
He looks like crap.
His face is battered and bruised, cutes on his full lips and above his eyebrow.
He looks at me, brown, almost black eyes studying my features.
His body is built like an ox, broad shoulders, large arms and a thick, muscular body to hold it.
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Heir (Book 2)
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