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“So, looking into this Theo guy?” he asks.

“Not necessary.”

“I figured,” he says with a snort. “She’s gonna be pissed when she finds out everything.”

“She won’t find out.”

Rey’s quiet until we get to the main floor and the doors open up. “They always find out,” he says before walking off.

* * *

“Everything on track?” Khalid asks when I walk into his office.

“Yeah. She’s in one of the hotel rooms now. I’ll take her by her place to get whatever she needs, and then she’ll be with me.”

“Forcing this girl to live with you wasn’t the plan.”

“No, but with the forced proximity, it will make it easier for me to get her under my control.”

Khalid stops looking through the papers on his desk and folds his muscular arms in front of him, leveling me with a look.

“I know how you are with girls. I’m aware of your control issues. But I need to know as your business partner and head of this family that you are one-hundred percent sure of what you’re doing. Having playthings is one thing, but this particular situation,” he says, hitting the table with his pointer finger, “is business. If you can combine the two, great, but getting what we need is priority. I don’t give a fuck about that girl, her feelings, her emotions, or how your dick reacts when you’re around her.”

“I know what’s at stake,” I say. “This is for the family, it’s just also going to be done in a way I prefer.”

He gives me one last look before focusing on whatever he was working on before I came in. “Okay then. Word on the street is Donati’s sending people to intercept our next shipment. Considering we have two coming in in the next two weeks, I’m not sure which he’s talking about, and neither does my informer. I can try to get routes changed, but they’re already on the move. If the Italians get our cocaine, we have more problems than we need. We’ll lose out on that deal and have to put up with them making money off our work, as well as posturing for a long-term deal with our friend, Gonzales. Which he’ll likely give them because we will have lost their drugs to the Italians, and I don’t have to say what it means to lose our connection with Gonzales. He works directly with the cartel.”

“He won’t get the drugs.”

“Make sure of it.”

With that, I’m dismissed, so I call Mariella and tell her to be ready. She doesn’t understand her importance in this situation, and it’s my responsibility to keep her in the dark. Luckily, the dark is where I’m most comfortable.

Mariella

ChapterThirteen

With his usual broodiness, Vicente appears at my door, ordering me to get my stuff so we can leave. I say as little to him as possible, begrudgingly following him as he makes his way to the front of the casino where his driver is waiting.

When I start recognizing the route, I perk up. “I’m going home?”

“To gather your things.”

“And then?”

“And then we’re going home.”

“To your house,” I specify.

He looks at me. “Yes.”

Unfortunately, I wasn’t prepared to run into Autumn, thinking she’d definitely be at work, but when I open the door, she’s in the kitchen.

“Oh my god,” she cries, running over to me and throwing her arms around my shoulders. “I got the note you left. You have a bodyguard? What the hell is going on?”

I sigh and make my way to the couch. “I don’t have a bodyguard anymore. I have to move.”

“What?” she screeches, sitting on the coffee table in front of me.

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