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I got involved with a criminal. And not just any criminal, but the don.
No wonder I have a target on my back.
It’s probably not just other gangsters who are after me but law enforcement and Interpol too, and God knows who else.
Fuck. I think I’m going to throw up.
I’m in way over my head here. And to think I’ve only got into this mess because of a random act of kindness.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I should have listened to my gut when it told me to stay away from Gualtiero De Marco.
What am I going to do?
Glaring at him seems like a good option. So I do… with a bravado I don’t feel, I narrow my eyes and spit fire in his direction.
“That’s what I thought,” he says calmly.
He’s always so fucking calm. I can’t deal with it.
I eventually find my voice again. “Do you traffic drugs?” I ask, needing to know what kind of person I got involved with.
He doesn’t respond, just holds my gaze, his expression blank. Does that mean yes or no? I can’t read him.
“Weapons?” I ask.
Again, no reaction.
Oh my God, what if it’s worse than that?
“Please tell me you’re not into human trafficking.”
The horror in my voice finally makes him respond. He sighs. “No, we’re not.”
“Then what?” I need to understand what Tiero is capable of.
“Ella, I will never discuss business with you. It’s best you know very little about what’s going on. There’s a reason we keep women separate from it all. This is a man’s world.”
I scoff. What century are we living in?!
But then, I certainly want nothing to do with his world.
“Stop asking questions and watch your smart mouth. It won’t get you anywhere other than over my knee for a good spanking.”
I roll my eyes. He really is under the misguided impression he can shape me into a compliant little plaything.
Oh boy, he’s in for a rude awakening. Nobody controls or commands me…
But I hold my tongue. No good would come from telling him. He’d just see it as a personal challenge. No, thank you.
“Don’t worry, you’ll learn your place soon enough.”
God, he really wants a fight, doesn’t he?
I take in a deep breath and, biting my lip, count to ten.
Nope, still annoyed.
