Page 66 of Taking His Heart

“I read the messages. Don’t insult my intelligence,” Ares tells her.

“Ares, stay out of my fucking business!” Rosie screams. “Aurelio, it’s not his fault. It’s mine. I wanted Kevin. He didn’t do a damn thing, wouldn’t even kiss me. Are you all happy now? You see my embarrassment at being rejected? Did you read about that too, Ares?” Rosie is shouting, her arms waving around in hysterics.

“What? My sister not good enough for you?” Aurelio asks Kevin.

The poor guy doesn’t know what to do or say. I, however, don’t have time for this bullshit. “Either someone shoots him or we let him get back to his job. We have more pressing matters to deal with than whoever is or isn’t dating Rosie.”

All eyes turn to me.

“You don’t run shit here, Bianchi,” Aurelio says.

“There’s a crazed cartel prince with his eyes set on my wife. I don’t give a fuck who you think you are, Aurelio. Deal with this, before I make the decision for you all,” I warn. I have no qualms about putting this kid out of his misery. Rosie can hate me all she wants. Better me than her brother or cousin.

“Well, when you guys deal with this, come find me.” Daniella steps away from us, taking Rosie by the arm as she pulls her down the foyer.

“Don’t you dare leave my eyesight, Daniella Bianchi!” I call out after her.

“Then you best be following me, Carlo Bianchi Junior, because I’m about to turn down this hall,” she calls back.

“Yeah, I’m going with them. Don’t get messy. We have lunch with my parents soon.” Zara looks to Ares.

He puts his gun down. “This is your mess now. I’m out,” Ares tells Aurelio before following his girlfriend.

It’s now just me, Aurelio, and this Kevin guy left standing in the foyer. “You know, I do have some pent-up rage I could use on this fucker,” I say to Aurelio.

“It’s been a while since I’ve had a good session in the basement. Could be a great way to bond with my new brother-in-law,” he suggests.

“I didn’t touch her,” Kevin manages to chime in.

“No, but you did make her cry.”

“She was crying?” Kevin asks with a frown.

“Yep, because you dumped her over text,” Aurelio grunts. “What kind of guy dumps someone over text message?”

“I didn’t dump her. We weren’t dating,” Kevin counters. “She wanted me to take her out. I said no. Repeatedly. It’s not my fault if your sister has a messed-up version of reality in her head.”

Oh boy, wrong thing to say, dude.

Aurelio’s fist swings out, connecting with the idiot’s jaw. “You two, take him downstairs, without my sisters seeing.” Aurelio snaps his fingers at two soldiers watching from a few feet away.

“Wait, no. I didn’t fucking touch her!” Kevin screams.

“Shut him the hell up,” Aurelio orders. “Now, tell me who the fuck is after Daniella?”

“You don’t know?” I quirk a questioning brow.

“If I knew, I wouldn’t be asking you.”

“Where are Aiden and Elias?”

“Follow me.” Aurelio leads me out the back of the house, where I find my brother and cousin both sitting on fucking deck chairs with beers in their hands.

“Having fun?” I ask them.

“No, it’s fucking hot here,” Elias says.

“You, I’m fucking pissed at.” I point at my cousin. “You didn’t think to tell me that some fucking Mexican cartel prince was after my wife?”