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Oh no.Fuck.I get it now. So this is it?
Even before Ella ran, didn’t I feel for weeks that another force was gaining strength? And later that someone else was encroaching on my territory?
It must have been this guy. Who is the fucker? How does he know Ella? And how has he wormed his way into her life so quickly?
She’s not the kind of girl to jump from relationship to relationship. She made me work for it. She wouldn’t have given it up for him so quickly, either.
Surely, she expected me to come for her, that there was no chance in hell I wouldn’t find her. After what happened with Blondie at the club, she would know better than to let anyone touch her. Yet she let him.
Why?
And what was it with me having the same feelings with him as I do with her? It makes no sense. Yet there’s an uncanny familiarity with this guy that I can’t place.
Where have I met him before? Is it one of my opponents sent to bring Ella in?
Fuck. There are more questions than answers.
I need to find out more about this guy before I reclaim what’s mine. What backup has he got? Who’s covering him?
Think, Gualtiero. Think.
I don’t make hasty decisions; that’s not how I operate. As much as I want to cut off the guy’s dick, I must think this through.
Don’t imagine them having sex, I tell myself. But now that the thought is in my head, I can’t let it go. Images of the two of them in bed together infiltrate my mind, and the rage that’s simmering just below the surface boils again. I’m a ticking time bomb.
Ella is fucking mine.
But if this guy means anything to her, she won’t forgive me if I kill him. Tough luck. She’ll get over it, eventually.
I need more information. How can I deal with this when the facts aren’t clear? Maybe he’s a cousin who’s overly friendly? I laugh at myself. I’m clutching at straws here and I know it.
Time to face the music.
With renewed determination, I open the bathroom door and step outside. Santino is waiting for me.
“Where are they?” I bark, my focus sharp.
“Section two.”
I nod, feeling eerily calm now. “Let’s go.”
Chapter Thirty-Five
Ella
IwatchasCarlosRosales flies past in his Ferrari. Would he still remember me?
He’d remember Tiero, for sure, and the way he glared at him after we spun off the track in Monza.
The memory makes me smile. God, it seems like a lifetime ago. Has it really only been a little over two months? I’m living a totally different life now. Actually, it’s the third different life I’ve led this year.
There was my regular life in Dublin, then being a Mafia princess for a few weeks, and now my life in America with Aiden. I glance at the sparkling diamond on my right hand.
Holy shit. I can’t believe I’m engaged. This is so fast. But it feels so right.
I love Aiden—full stop.
Just thinking his name sets off the butterflies. I want to giggle like a schoolgirl with a crush and dance up the highest mountain and shout,I’m engaged. I’m engaged. I’m engaged.
