Page 147 of Fall Before Her Throne

Finally, he caught sight of Leona. He locked onto us like a missile.

“Miss Vero,” he called when he got close. Nothing about his expression changed, but he straightened.

She turned with a smile. “Felix! How was your trip?”

He stared at her with such interest, such captivation, that my defenses were immediately prickling. Ryu came up beside me and put a hand on my shoulder. “Just give me the word, Obi.”

I waved Ryu off for now. Leona swore he wasn’t a threat, but I wasn’t convinced. If he were in any way inappropriate, I’d kill him myself.

“It was an easy flight,” Felix answered. “I like cargo planes. How are you, Miss Vero?”

She sighed. “Trying to get a handle on this shit with the Camorra before it gets out of control.”

“That’s what I’m here for.” He turned to me and extended a hand. I shook it. “Just tell us what you need us to do.”

“Did you bring the weapons I requested?” I asked.

He nodded, turning his intense attention to me. “I brought more than double what you asked for. We’ll be well-supplied against them.”

“Thank you, Felix.” I turned to Giulio. “Whatever extra we can spare, share with Makarov, Rossi, and Byrne.”

“I have more men as well,” Felix added. “They should all arrive by the end of the day.”

Leona whistled. “Finally, some relief.”

“That will be a great help,” I said. “Work with Giulio, but you report directly to us. Tonight, I want all our forces to coordinate a strike against the locations Ciel has identified. Caspian will fill everyone in on the plan that he and Ryuji have prepared.”

“Understood,” he replied.

“Follow me,” Caspian said, directing him toward Giulio. Together, they made introductions between Giulio’s men and Felix’s men.

Leona nudged my side.

“See?” she said. “He’s not a weirdo. He’s just intense.” I wrapped my arms around her and lifted her. Her legs wrapped around my middle and her arms twisted around my neck while she grinned. “Feeling a little possessive, are we?”

I pressed a blistering kiss on her lips. A claiming kiss for all to see. “I’m about to take you somewhere private to show you exactly how possessive I can be.”

Her eyes twinkled. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

“If you’re going somewhere to make out, don’t exclude me,” Ryuji said, walking over. He had his phone glued to his ear, and he held it up between his shoulder. “No, not you, Kostya. Shh, I’m talking. Whatever. I’ll see you in a minute.”

He hung up the call and slid his palms around Leona’s waist. “Seriously, I hate being left out.”

Leona laughed. “What do you want, Ryu?”

He kissed her neck. “You.”

Over her shoulder, I saw more than a few of our men and Felix’s men sneakily observing. My chest rumbled with displeasure.

Ryu caught the wandering eyes of the men watching us, and he pulled one of his knives and then snapped his teeth. They immediately turned back to what they were doing, sufficiently warned. Leona rolled her eyes.

“What did Makarov want?” she asked.

“Oh, no big deal. The Camorra are torching some buildings in his turf right now.” Ryu tucked his knife back away before his palms returned to her waist and spread up her torso, under her shirt. “Let’s make out. We can hide behind that door over there. Obi, it’s been a while since we’ve fucked her together.”

Leona wiggled on my hips. “If Makarov is being attacked, we should probably help.”

“Nah,” Ryu said, teeth dragging over the back of her neck, underneath her ponytail. “He’s a big boy. He’ll be fine.”