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"Head of the Mexican cartel." I plant my palms on my hips.
"Diego promised me her hand in return for paying off his debts.” His eyes gleam.
"Debts?" I scowl.
"Debts?" She jumps up from her chair, and I thrust my hand out to keep her behind me and away from thisstronzo’sview.
"He owed money to the cartel. A lot of money, actually. Money he’d never have been able to pay off in this lifetime. I agreed to write off the sum in return for her hand."
"She’s my wife now." I lower my chin to my chest. "She’s mine."
"I’m not anybody’s possession. I—"
"Keep quiet." I glare at her over my shoulder.
She huffs at me, then slowly presses her lips together and scowls at me. I ignore her and turn back to Alvaro.
"How much did he owe you?"
"You sure you want to know?"
"How much?" I snap.
One side of his mouth kicks up. "A billion dollars."
"What? How is that even possible? How can anyone run up such a big amount in debt?" She tries to pop her head from around me, and I turn and glare at her.
"Will you keep quiet and sit down?"
She opens her mouth to protest.
"Please?" I soften my voice. "Please,Stellina, do this for me, will you?"
She tips up her chin, but to my relief, she sinks down into the chair. I turn to Alvaro. "I assume you have the requisite paperwork to back this up?"
His grin widens. "Of course. You do realize what happens if you don’t pay this back?"
I close my fingers into fists. "Touch one hair on her head, and I’ll kill you."
He laughs. "If you don’t return my money within forty-eight hours, I will collect what is owed to me."
She jumps up and brushes past me. "If you think I’m going to let myself be treated like baggage that can be passed around, you are sadly mistaken." She points a finger at him. "I didn’t belong to my brother." She stabs a thumb over her shoulder. "I don’t belong to him.” Her tone drips with derision, “And I definitely don't belong to you."
He arches an eyebrow at me. "On the other hand, I hope you don’t pay.” He turns his attention back to her and traces his finger down her cheek. “Apparently—and despite the disfigurement—she’s interesting enough that I might let her warm my bed."
Anger twists my guts, and blood thuds at my temples.How dare he touch her?Adrenaline laces my blood. I push her behind me, then grab his wrist. I yank him forward with enough force that he crashes face down into the table. I bend and place my mouth next to his ear. "Be very careful about how you talk about my wife.”
A woman screams from a nearby table, and I hear the sound of footsteps as people move away.
I slap his hand down on the table, then pull out my gun and shoot him through his forefinger. The same finger he used to caress myStellina’scheek.
He howls in pain. I snatch up a napkin and shove it inside his mouth.
"In fact, don’t fucking talk about her at all, youpezzo di merda. If you dare lay eyes on her again, I’ll pull them out of your sockets and feed them to the birds. After I’ve smashed your head in,capisce?"
I pull him up to his feet, then release him. He staggers forward, tears the napkin out of his mouth with his uninjured hand, then turns to me.
“You’ve made an enemy today, Sovrano. I won’t forget what you did.”
