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“Your brother owes my family a lot of money and I want it back.”
“I told you I don’t know where he is,” I whisper.
He narrows his eyes at me. “Then I’ll have to take something else of value to him.”
“He doesn’t have anything. This house is a rental, and it’s mine. He doesn’t even have a car.”
“Hmm.” Dante runs a hand over his jaw as he stares at me, and I can’t help but think I’m missing something here.
“I’m sorry, I can’t help you,” I say.
For some reason, that makes Max laugh and I swear I want to kick that crazy asshole in the balls.
“I think you’re overlooking his most important asset, Katerina,” Dante says with the hint of a smile.
Leo has no assets. Zero. Whenever he makes even a little money, he gambles it away. He’s never been able to hold on to anything he makes. “And what’s that?”
“You,” Dante says deadpan.
“Me?”
“That’s what I said.”
“B-but I… I don’t have anything. I mean, we could set up a payment plan, I guess, but I can only spare a few bucks a week.”
Suddenly, Max howls with laughter.
“Katerina,” Dante says quietly. “Your brother owes me over a quarter of a million dollars.”
I open my mouth and close it again. That’s not possible. Leo couldn’t owe that kind of money. It’s insane.
He shifts closer, edging his chair closer to mine so that our knees touch. “And when I say I’m taking payment, I do not mean a payment plan. I’m talking about you.”
My head spins because I don’t know what he’s saying and what the hell he means.
“Like, take me? You can’t do that.” I shake my head. “I’m a person.”
Dante sighs softly. “If I found your brother and he couldn’t pay, you know what I would do?”
I could take a pretty good guess, but I’m not going to verbalize it and give him any ideas, so I shake my head.
“I would kill him,” he says, so matter-of-fact, like it’s an everyday activity for him. No doubt it is. “And I would do it very slowly, so that he would feel every single cent that he stole from me.”
My heart is thundering in my ears, and I can’t breathe. The head of the Mafia is sitting in my kitchen, talking about torturing my brother as calmly as he would talk about what to buy for dinner. And somehow, I’m involved in this payment?
“But I haven’t found your brother,” he goes on. “Instead, I found you.”
“S-so you’re going to kill m-me instead?” I stammer as my eyes scan the kitchen, looking for a weapon or a way out.
But what chance do I have anyway? If their physical presence wasn’t enough, their names are. If this is Dante Moretti, that means Max is Maximo DiMarco — ruthless enforcer and unhinged psychopath. Dante slaughtered his fiancée and her entire family on the eve of his wedding. The things these men do to people make those twisted shock-value, horror movies that Leo used to make me watch seem like high school pranks.
Dante leans back in his chair as his eyes scan over my body. “I might be willing to come to another kind of arrangement.”
I pull my coat tighter around myself, as though it might shield me from him. At least it covers my huge boobs straining at the one size too small uniform. Pity my cheap-ass boss won’t buy me a different one.Focus, Kat!
I stare at the devil sitting in front of me. “What kind of arrangement?”
“D?” Maximo says with a frown, earning him a stern look before Dante trains his eyes back on me.
