~KAEL MORETTI ~

​I never killed my guests. Especially not the ones I was about to make business deals with, and most especially when they hadn't posed a dangerous threat yet.

​But there I was, a gun in my hand whose trigger I had just pulled, and Leonard lying dead on the floor with a hole in his head. And there was only one reason why I had done it.

​One person, to be exact. Valentina. The woman I wasn't supposed to give a fuck about whether she died or suffered.

​Yet, for some reason, I did.

​Perhaps it was because her suffering was meant to come from my hands...