Twisted Emotions (The Camorra Chronicles Book 2)

Love: a game for fools.

If anyone was required to please someone, then it was me as the wife. And so far, I’d failed miserably.

Remo gave a jerky nod and met my gaze, something dark and dangerous in his eyes. I knew that look and had seen it many times before. “Are you still at my side now that you have gone all soft because of Kiara

“I’m not how I used to be,” I began, not sure how I could describe to him what I could hardly understand myself. “I feel things. It’s still a struggle, still not how normal people feel, I’m sure of it, but it is there.”

Remo had become very still. “It is because of Kiara?”

I nodded. “Because of her. She fought the demons of her past and made me realize that I, too, was shackled by memories, controlled by something I thought I had put past me.”

. I’m not weak like you.”

“I’m not weak.” I wrenched my wrist out of his grip and shoved him hard. He took a deliberate step back, staring down at my hands still pressed against his chest. I dropped them quickly, shock filling me.

Remo raised his gaze, and I tensed, worried about his anger, but he was smirking. “Finally, you didn’t let your fucking fear win.”

“I hope one day you will find someone you want so much it burns you up inside, and then we’ll talk when she doesn’t return your feelings

I flinched, because this hit too close to home, and because I knew he was right. Realization filled Remo’s face and my insides twisted. Now he knew I loved Nino. I turned to leave, but he grasped my wrist.

“Let me go.”

For once, he didn’t. Instead, he drew me back so I had to face him. I glared up at his cruel, dark eyes. He shook his head, and I waited for him to taunt me. “He can’t feel.”

“I know,” I muttered, tugging at his hold, but his fingers tightened around my wrist. Finally, my anger and despair bubbled over. “Do you think I don’t know that? But I can’t change how I feel! Don’t you think I would change it if I could? But love doesn’t work that way. You will never understand.”

“You are right,” he said in a low voice. “I can’t and I won’t. Why would I want to be a fucking fool?”

“You will never understand because you’ve never loved someone.”

Remo smiled wryly. “Loving someone who doesn’t love you back is the biggest kind of stupidity I can imagine.”

These women start working as whores because they want to please a man they should kill instead. If a woman allows a man to treat her like that, it’s as much her fault as it is his. They agree to sell their bodies because they think they are in love. That’s stupid, and they pay for their stupidity

He stalked toward me, but for once I didn’t back away. Almost three months in his presence gave me the necessary courage, that combined with the knowledge that Nino trusted Remo. “But one of them is far less painful than the other. It’s a choice. More than men get.”