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“It’s come to our attention that Martinez is making moves in the city again,” Dante’s voice is even and calm, which isn’t necessarily helpful because of the bomb he just dropped.
A cold chill runs down my back with Dante’s words. Juan Martinez is scum and I’ve met some unsavory people in my life because of the business my family has been involved in since before I was born. He doesn’t care what business he’s involved in as long as it makes him money. He sells drugs and people. It’s disgusting.
Martinez is the man Posy’s father tried to sell her to and our family threatened him. It’s not difficult to conclude that if Martinez is making waves, then it may have an impact on us. He has no morality or boundaries. He uses women and he doesn’t care who he destroys on his quest for more power and money.
“Fuck,” I curse under my breath, understanding why my brothers look so serious and why security will be tightened around the women.
Jasmine’s voice is curious, “What kind of moves?”
“Word on the street is he bought a shipment of weapons from the Falsini triplets,” Leonardo answers casually.
The men don’t always discuss business with the women of the family, but they also know that leaving us in the dark can be dangerous. When we don’t know what the threat is or how severe it is, it becomes more difficult to be safe.
My heart sinks with Leo’s words. The triplets did this?
I knew they wanted to get a foothold in the business the city has to offer, but getting into bed with Martinez? That is just asking for trouble.
What kind of men do business with a man like that? What does it say about their character?
What does it say about me since I’ve spent time with the triplets?
The realization that I don’t know the triplets at all has bile rising in my throat. I keep my face neutral on the outside, but on the inside? I’m shattering into a million pieces.
Jasmine gives an understanding nod toward her husband. “We’ll be careful,” she promises and gives me an expectant look.
I swallow hard and nod slowly. “Of course, we’ll be careful,” I agree.
All I want to do is run out of the house, but I hold myself back and force myself to chat with my brothers and Jasmine for a little while longer. When my other two brothers, Rocco and Giovanni, come into the room, I see an opportunity to slip out.
I give my brothers kisses on the cheek while giving Jasmine a hug. I whisper to her, “I’ll pull together some ideas for invitations and other little things to send your way this week.”
Jasmine smiles brightly and waves away my words. “We have plenty of time, Viola. As long as my family is there, it’s all I need.” She rubs her barely there bump. “This little one will be surrounded by love and know what family is. What else could I want?”
I smile at her and nod. The only family Jasmine had for so long was her father and her best friend. Since coming into Dante’s life, even though it was traumatic considering he saved her from a fire which was set by an arsonist who was terrorizing the city, she’s gained a lot more family. I’m glad to have her.
Even though I have a smile on my face, I make my way out to my car in a daze and head home. I want to immediately go to the triplets, but I can’t. Not yet. I need to go home and establish that I’m in for the night and then slip out.
It’s the only way my movements won’t get back to Dante.
I’m tense as I sit in my home and wait half an hour before I slip out of the back door and walk the few blocks to the car that I’ve called to meet me. My heart is thudding as we travel across the city, my heartbeat getting louder in my head the closer I get to the triplet’s house.
I haven’t been invited over, but I don’t particularly care right now.
Only when I’m sitting in front of their house do I consider how much danger I could be in. They might be in business with Martinez, but my gut is telling me the triplets wouldn’t hurt me. Maybe my gut is just confused because the triplets gave me the best orgasms of my life.
It’s possible.
Still, I’m here now and I’m not going to leave just because I’m afraid. I’m a Guidice after all.
My legs are a little shaky as I make my way to the front door and knock loudly. When Massimo swings the door open, I desperately want to fall into his arms. It’s a hard instinct to fight, especially when his eyes light up as he looks at me.
“Viola,” my name coming from his lips almost has me forgetting why I’m here. “It’s good to see you,il nostro cuore.” Our heart. Fuck, I love his nickname for me. “Were we expecting you?”
I shake my head. “No,” I spit out the word as I start to breeze past him, whether it’s a good idea to go deeper into the house or not. I can’t do this on the porch, that’s for damn sure. “I need to speak to you and your brothers,” the words are clipped.
I can feel Massimo following me closely and when I enter the living room, I meet the cold eyes of Mateo.
I got this. I’m a Guidice. I can do this.
