Shadows In Durango

Chapter 142

*****Vincent's POV*****

I pulled away from Sofia reluctantly, letting her go even as my arms wanted to keep holding on.

It tore me up to see her like this, but I couldn't show a lot of weakness now. Not in front of her. Not when everything hinged on us keeping it together and for me to portray that I was nothing more than a bad bastard with no feelings... "Come on, we better go downstairs to prepare..." I said softly, motioning for her to follow me. "We'll hide you in one of the rooms until the time is right. My father's men will stay near - probably just outside of the room to give you some space Just remember that when you see your family, if you lose total control of your emotions then it's ok, it will play in to our whole plan so just let yourself go - this won't be easy." I ramble, as she hums absentmindedly at my advice.

"I texted Reid too," I explained, keeping my tone even. "Told him to park up near the house with a couple of my own guys who I trust. They'll keep their distance unless something goes wrong. Just as an extra precaution. If all else fails, I won't let them leave this house with you, ok?"

Sofia didn't reply, but the subtle dip of her head told me that she understood every word.

We descended down the steps, before reaching the small room by the kitchen that my father and I had agreed upon - finding two of the men that I had met previously upstairs, now posted by the door.

I pressed my hand on Sofia's back to push her inside, offering each of them a short nod to which they returned, understanding their orders for the day - despite how uncomfortable it made me.

The room wasn't much—just a plain, storage room for our alcohol and spirits with nothing more than a couple of stools inside for seating.

The only benefit was that it was windowless, meaning that Sofia would be secure in here for the time being. It would keep her completely out of sight, and that's all that mattered.

She paused in the middle of the space, her hands brushing over the display of wine bottles, "This feels... suffocating," she admitted, glancing over her shoulder back at me as I sighed.

"It's temporary," I reassured her, stepping in behind her. "You'll only be here until the meeting starts. Then... well, you know the plan after that, just play along with whatever happens and act scared." Sofia nodded, swallowing hard as she moved to sit on one of the available stools.

"Here, give me a kiss before I leave..." I demand gently, leaning down towards her and grabbing her chin with my hand, tilting it upwards.

Thankfully, she doesn't deny me that, as she closes over her eyes and allows for me to lean in - touching my lips against her own soft ones.

The moment was tender and necessary to give me the courage needed for what was about to play out.

Pulling back, her eyes fluttered open, as I studied her sitting there - looking small, hurt and fragile. The fake bruises and cuts painted on her skin made the sight almost unbearable as I continued to remind myself that none of it was real... Before I could say anything else, the door creaked open behind me as I turned sharply to see one of my father's men - the shorter, more stocky guy with a scar running across his cheek — now standing in the doorway.

"Boss says that time's ticking, that you should go through and wait in the office with him now." he grunted, his voice rough.

Sofia. "Just stay here, and go with the flow, I believe in you - this is

of the stool as I eventually turned and followed the man out of the room... leaving her

the storage room, a suffocating air filling my lungs. Every step away from Sofia felt like a betrayal, even though I knew it was the

the larger office at the far end

he gestured toward a folder laid out in front of him. "Vincent," my father greeted, not looking up as he flipped through some papers. "You're late. Is everything in place

bother answering right away, crossing the room to take a seat at the opposite end of the

start, my tone clipped; "She's ready,"

if searching for any cracks in my façade. "You seem... distracted. Emotional, even.

meet his gaze. "I'm not distracted. I'm focused. More than you

step through that door, there's no room for hesitation. You know your role.

could respond, the sound of car engines rumbled from outside, faint but growing louder as

my heart kicking up

should be them," my father confirmed, rising smoothly from his chair. He adjusted his cufflinks, his expression unreadable. "Remember, everything rides on this performance - so fucking do it well - no second chances." He darts, as I nodded once, pushing myself up to my

This was finally it...

gone off downstairs, waiting to greet them by the front door before doing the job of bringing them up

car doors from outside, followed by the doorbell chiming throughout the house - a sound I knew would have sent Sofia in to complete overdrive! I

that Sofia's father and brothers were here to do business. My father and I, eyed the closed door in

the office door next, before it swung open moments later, revealing the three of them

thinning but blonde like Sofia's. His eyes swept the room with what

Dumb, both younger than the father and

toned, as I refrained from laughing at the trio

mine, his voice deep and laced with familiarity towards my father - even

replied smoothly, his voice rich with calculated charm. "It's been too long... and look at you — bringing the whole family along. How thoughtful." He hums, as Frazier chuckles

me, their features giving nothing away as I decided to cock

scare me although they would have loved to be able

- he's a hard one to tie down these days!" I turn towards my father at that, hearing my name, as I find Frazier's eyes settled heavily on me now. "So you're

aside, knowing that I had to, I take his hand firmly, accepting the shake before he releases me and motions towards his own two sons

my own sons." He announces proudly, as I offer each of them a meek nod, to which

carried themselves with a cocky confidence, though it was clear from the stiffness in their shoulders that they

thought of who would be the first to speak again next...