Liya Glensdale stared blankly at her untouched coffee while the rain washed against the windows of the little diner she sat in. She constantly picked at her nails with nerves unsettled as the minutes flew by on the wall clock, drawing the inevitable meeting with the man who could decide her brother's fate, closer.
When the bell above the diner rang, Liya's eyes popped up as she watched a man enter and shake the rain off his trench coat, his presence immediately changing the atmosphere of the entire room. Her heart began racing as she watched Damian Viktor approach her table.
He was by far taller than she had thought, with a scrawny face and a smile that made him look more sinister and cruel than kind. Even with his sharp suit that emphasized he was well-off, his appearance screamed that he was a dangerous man, the kind you don't get involved with. He sat down across from her, skin spread like he owned the place.
"Liya Glensdale," he said with a flat yet rough voice. "I've been anticipating this meeting.
Liya gulped, her pulse racing. "Let's cut to the chase. This is about my brother"
"Oh, Liam". Damian cut in. " What a rash and audacious boy. He has quite a gift for making enemies but is lucky enough to have a dear sister to beg on his behalf."
"I'm here to strike a deal, not beg. Name your price and I'll pay you back." Liya shot back with a shaky voice despite her bravery.
Damian let out a hollow laugh that made her shiver in her seat. " Oh darling, trust me, you would not be able to afford what Liam owes me. Except..." He narrowed his eyes as he calculated her.
"Except what?" Liya asked
" Ever heard of the saying one good turn deserves another? Well, someone owes me a favor and you'll be the perfect settlement to make us even." Marcus spoke as though he was talking about the weather or the latest fashion.
Liya's stomach knotted " And what do you mean by that."
Leaning forward, Damian gives her a wild wide smile. "I want you to marry Aldo Marino."
She sucked in a choked breath at the name. A name that ruled the city. Everyone knew Aldo Marino- a billionaire who allegedly had ties to dangerous people. He was feared as he was respected and no one dared to rupture the fort he had created around his private life.
"That must be a joke. Are you insane?" Liya said disturbed.
" Not at all," Damian said, joining his fingers. "Aldo and I have...a complex history. He owes me a good deed, and you are going to make sure he pays it. In return, I'll wipe your brother's debt clean."
Her mind raced. The idea was ridiculous and impossible. She didn't know Aldo, but he was the kind of guy your mother warned you to stay away from. However, the vision of Liam-beat, bloody, and petrified flashed in her mind. If she didn't act fast, Damian would make good on his threats.
"What if Aldo rejects the idea." She voiced quietly.
"He won't," Damian said with confidence. "Aldo doesn't have the luxury of refusing. You are going to be his salvation. Think of it as a mutually beneficial arrangement."
Liya stared at him in disbelief "Why me?"
Damian's smile became wicked. " simple. You're the best option. Beautiful, clever, and desperate enough to do anything. Aldo will see your worth just as I do."
Liya wanted to yell and tell him he was out of his mind. But the burden of her brother's life weighed heavily on her, drowning any argument.
"What if I refuse?" she asked, already terrified by his answer.
Damian's gaze clouded. "Then Liam's debt becomes yours. And trust me, my tolerance for repayment is shorter than you think."
Her chest tightened at his words. She thought of her brother, her careless, lovable brother who always found himself in some kind of trouble. She had spent her life tidying up his messes but this...this took the crown.
"I'll do it," she whispered, the words tasting like ash in her mouth.
Damian clapped his hands, his grin stretching. "Excellent. I knew you were wise." He slid her a business card. "Be at the address tomorrow evening. Aldo will be expecting you."
"And you promise Liam's debts will be wiped clean?" Liya asked him instead.
"Spotless," Damian said standing. "As long as you don't play me, your brother is a free man. I'm a man of my word, Liya."
With that, he turned and left the diner. Leaving Liya alone with her thoughts and the gravity of what she had just agreed to.