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“You can’t leave me alone for five minutes, Anto–”

My brother’s name fell from my lips once I realized he wasn’t the one who followed after me.

Elias Mariani. The man who hadn’t even spoken a word to me, yet still interrupted his boss and moved on his own. Even I knew how wrong that was. Was this guy crazy or something?

Twisting back around, I stared at my surroundings. A packed parking lot with more cars coming and going. My father must’ve really been respected.

Hearing footsteps approaching, I didn’t move when Elias stood next to me. If he was staring, I couldn’t tell. I didn’t want to look. Trickling seconds of silence moved between us that only grew more uncomfortable.

“Why in the hell do you keep staring at me?” I asked, swirling around. “If you have something to say, then just say it!” I snapped.

“I’m struggling to believe you are real,” he admitted slowly, like he didn’t understand how to hold a conversation.

He couldn’t be serious. A guy who looked to be my brother’s age could not actually be trying to feed me such awful lines.

“Marry me,” he stated next, oblivious to my shocked expression.

Sputtering, I looked to make sure I was still standing outside of a funeral home.

“You are a lunatic.” The words left my lips automatically. “Like, absolutely nuts. No, I won’t marry you.”

He frowned but didn’t move. “I don’t understand.”

The guy seriously wanted me to spell it out to him.

“Well, let’s start with the obvious. My father died three days ago, I’m not in the mood to suddenly go ring shopping. Next, I’ve literally just met you. I didn’t even know of your existence until about five minutes ago.” Listing off each reason why on my fingers, I noticed him nodding.

Why was I even trying? The guy clearly wasn’t all the way there.

“Plus, last time I checked, I don’t think Enzo and my father had a super great relationship. Your boss wouldn’t want you to marry someone like me. I don’t bring you or your family anything to the table.”

Elias’ frown grew at the mention of Enzo’s name. “So if I let you mourn your father’s death, get to know you better, and take Enzo out of the equation, you’ll agree to be my wife?”

I threw my hands in the air, letting out a cry of annoyance. I really shouldn’t have come outside.

“You know what? Sure. Why not? You better become best friends with my brother while you’re at it, because he’ll also be in your way.”

Elias’ frown disappeared and a smile took over. He looked so pleased with himself as if he really thought he got his way. His smile then faltered.

“I don’t even know your name.”

I blew out a laugh, letting out a little bit of the stress I had gathered up the last few hours.

“Guess you have some work to put in, Elias. Good luck.”

As if I’d actually marry a madman. Not in his wildest dreams.

Elias

I was ready to attack the world and watch it burn.

“You are going to reopen your stitches if you keep moving, boss.”

Scowling at the man stitching up my shoulder, I clenched my fists together.

Can’t kill the doctor. Not unless I wanted to risk bleeding out again. I shouldn’t be pointing my anger out on the random grunt anyway.

No, I planned on pointing my anger straight at Antonio Franzolli. I was going to destroy him, his dogs, and their stupid girlfriends. Fuck their happiness. I planned on raining down on them with pure ammunition.

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