“And all I get is a fucking finder's fee?”
Shaking my head, I replied, “You get a sit-down meeting with our UK connections with no questions asked about what you want with them.”
Edoardo appeared very intrigued by the caveat of not having to disclose to me what his business was. After a few moments of staring me down, he replied, “All right. I’m in.”
“Would you like my people or yours to type up our agreement?”
With a sarcastic chuckle, Edoardo said, “You know, I might actually come to like you, Leandro.”
“What can I say? I have a way with people.”
He rose out of his chair and came around the desk. “Do you know who else sat where you’re sitting?”
“Let me guess. It was the last man who double-crossed you who also met an unfortunate end,” I suggested with a smartass grin.
“Actually, it was the soldier I caught fucking Drea.”
I stiffened at his words. “Yes, she told me about that,” I answered coldly.
“Did she? I thought she would be ashamed about costing a promising young man his life.”
“Drea and I don’t keep secrets from each other,” I retorted.
A serpentine smile curved on Edoardo’s lips. “Of course you don’t.”
Rising out of my chair, I narrowed my eyes. “Now that you’ve sent your little message, are we done?”
He nodded. “I’ll have my secretary type something up and send it over in the morning.”
“I look forward to seeing it.”
“In the meantime, I’ll reach out to some of my real estate developers. I’m sure we’ll be able to find something for you.”
“I’m glad to hear that.”
He motioned to the door. Let’s go join the others.”
As he walked ahead of me, I fought the urge to grab the silver letter opener off the desk and plunge it deep into his jugular.
But regretfully, I didn’t.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR: DREA
Ibarely heard anything Mother rattled on about. I couldn’t help worrying about what Father might be saying to Leo. What if he decided to tell him about my pregnancy as revenge for Rafe not marrying me?”
“Drea, did you hear me?”
“I’m sorry, Mother. I’m a little distracted.” Glancing around the room, I asked, “Where’s Vittoria?”
A muscle ticked in Mother’s jaw. “We gave her the day off.”
Of course she had. She knew how much I would’ve wanted to see her, so she decided to send her away. “That’s too bad.”
“She does have a life outside of our family. Or did you forget she has children of her own?”
“No. I didn’t.”
My brother, Antonio, appeared in the doorway then with his fiancée. While marrying Leo had given me wonderful sisters-in-law with Caterina and Maeve, I couldn’t say the same about Marcella. Unlike me, she had accepted her fate in life to become a perfect mafia princess. She looked to Antonio before speaking and walked slightly a step behind him.
