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“Yes, boss?”

“You’re taking Ms. Vincheti for a short visit to see her father. You protect her with your goddamn life. Everyone needs to be cleared out of the area before she can see him.”

“Including the rest of my family?” she snapped.

“That’s the only way I’m going to allow this to happen. Too many targets.” I had to consider the possibility that Vincheti had double-crossed our family, by being the one to issue the invitation. I also had to believe they’d make an attempt to keep her away from me.

That wasn’t going to happen.

She was mine. For now. Forever.

“You got it, boss,” he said.

“You still think my family is an enemy,” she said, although there was no surprise on anger in her tone.

“I think that both families are facing a potential crisis.”

“The Colombians want to take over.”

Nodding, I took a deep breath. “Exactly. It is vital that you follow my rules. No infractions. There’s too much at stake, Giada, and you’re going to need to trust me with your life at this point. Nothing can happen to you. Nothing.”

She lifted her pretty head, her eyes as full of fire as the first time I’d met her so long before. “I do trust you but remember trust is difficult for me. Please keep your promise.”

I lowered my head, pressing my lips against hers. “I’ll do everything in my power, myprintsessa. I’ll meet you at our temporary house in a couple hours.” Hell, I’d walk through fire at this point in order to keep her safe. “Here is a phone for you to use. It has my number programmed into it. If anything happens, call me. Will you also promise me that?”

“Yes, of course. Please be careful, Sevastian. I don’t want anything to happen to you either. Light and darkness. Never forget that.”

I’d heard her whispered words of love likely in reply to my own during our last night of passion. Why I’d resorted to saying them in Russian I wasn’t certain, but it had felt right. While I didn’t want to leave her side for even an hour, my family needed notification.

And a possible shift in plans.

After giving Sanchez the name of the hospital, I moved onto the tarmac, everything Kostya had told me churning with the other information I’d learned. The Colombians and the DEA were preparing takeovers. Fuck both of them. One problem at a time. First, getting the goddamn South Americans out of my country. And the next? Hunting down the informant. The upcoming few days should prove to be interesting.

And deadly.

CHAPTER18

Giada

Hospitals.

I hated them.

Especially in the middle of the night. Visiting hours had ceased, but that wasn’t going to stop me from seeing my father.

Hospitals were impersonal and cold, and to me they meant death, not life.

Tonight was no exception.

The two beefy soldiers had acted as if an assassin was waiting behind every bush, bustling me into the hospital through the back, remaining by my side as we headed to the third floor. At least Sanchez had tried to assure me that Stony Brook was an excellent facility and that my father was in good hands.

“Giada!” my mother called as soon as she noticed me. “Are you okay?”

I threw my arms around her, Isabella crowding close behind. All four brothers remained in the corridor, their grim expressions providing a summation of how my father was doing.

“I’m fine,” I said, moving to hug my sister. “How is Dad?”

“Touch and go. He was shot in the chest. A couple more inches and the asshole would have taken out his heart. At least the surgery went well,” Valentin stated, his eyes shifting to my bodyguards. “Why are they here?”

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