Calla POV:

"Sinister..." I said quietly, my fingers trailing his skin as we lay in bed. His arms wrapped around me in a tight, protective hold.

"Yes, flower?" He mumbled.

"I want to be your second in command." I said softly.

His hand froze on my shoulders.

"What?" he asked, his voice laced with disbelief.

"Afanas was one of the few people you could trust, I want to be there for you and the mafia family. They have ...