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“No, that’s what worries me too. Tell her she’s coming home. Now.”

I pinch the bridge of my nose with my thumb and forefinger. “And how do you think that’s going to go over?”

Leo lets out a rush of breath sighing through the phone. “You got a fucking point. But I don’t like this.”

“I’d bring her home to the house in a heartbeat.” The estate where we live is big and sprawling and can house probably four or five families, complete with kids, and no one would hear the other. But getting Mia to move there? Pipe fucking dream. “If I could.”

“This security company we have are top-notch, but this is my sister.”

“The main reason I’m calling.” I sit up straight on the sofa. “They are that, but it isn’t enough. I want Nicolo, Tizio, and Diego here. They can help me dig into this guy. Hit the ground and ask questions I can’t if I’m sticking to Mia.”

“She’s priority.”

“You don’t have to tell me,” I say, pushing up and pacing the floor. “I know that. And trustworthy eyes will help too.”

“Got it. Consider them on their way.”

We shoot the shit for a few minutes, and I know he’s trying to find out personal information here. About Mia and me. But I’m not going there.

When he hangs up, I continue my pacing.

There’s an unease in my gut. Like we’re missing something. But what? I fucking don’t know. Instinct says this is about more than drugs. But even if I got talking to the guy, this Frank isn’t about to talk. And I could have him taken, beaten, and threatened, but that isn’t the answer, either.

Because if there’s something bigger behind this, we’ve just played a hand we didn’t want to.

I want to keep Mia safe, no matter the cost. I’d fucking take a bullet for her. It won’t come to that because I’m top of my game. But if she thinks me sticking to her side like we’re some dumb newlyweds is gonna end in a couple of days when she returns to work, she’s going to have to think real hard again.

Who cares if she’s happy or not about this arrangement? I don’t. And we’re already in it.

I more than intend to end whatever bullshit is going on at Hellfire Dancers. And I’m in complete agreement with Leo. I’d love for Mia just to come back to the estate and wait it out until all trouble has passed.

She loves Blake, they’re close, and she loves baby Rocco too. But Mia is more stubborn than Leo. And she drives me crazy with it. She’s one hell of a woman, and her job is everything. She’s got a vision when it comes to the club.

Any fool can see that.

The way the Mia handled the meeting with Reaper and Angel is truly remarkable. I didn’t think she had it in her. But the way she dealt with it has her practically shining with pride. There’s one thing I’ve learned about my sweetness is that she loves what she does and it shows in how she takes care of business. I personally think she has plans because that’s Mia. And the places she went to visit? The burlesque places, the more upscale joints? Yeah, she’s got plans.

And her passion and drive for her job is something that she can safely hold.

I’m not taking it from her, even if I could, even if it was the safest option.

It is the safest option, but one, I think, that just might break her the wrong way.

Take her from that, and she’ll feel she has nothing. She’ll think she failed.

The light in her will go, and I can’t stand that thought.

“Christian?”

I whirl around at the sound of her voice. She’s in the doorway, and I didn’t notice her even open it. That’s how caught up I was.

“You look, um, worried.”

“Just talking to your brother. Upping security.”

Her mouth thins. “You promised.”

“I know, but it’s that or . . .”

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