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“I’m not selling my condo,” I told him, refusing to let him take away all my outs.
“Il mio cuore, I am advising you to watch yourself,” he warned. “My patience has a limit.”
“Why do I need to sell my condo?” I stubbornly asked. “What harm is there in keeping it?”
Nero stepped to me, and I had to crane my neckback to maintain eye contact. “Before today, that condo was just where Kasen Milano lived,” he said, his voice hard. “After tonight, it will belong to Nero Sartori’s wife, making it no longer safe for you to live in.” Nero lifted his chin. “I will not allow you to hold onto a property that might lead my enemies to you.”
“That makes no sense,” I argued. “Who cares where I live when where I work is no secret?”
“Sell your fucking condo or we can revisit the discussion about your career, Kasen,” he threatened, and I knew that I was going to have to learn how to choose my battles wisely.
Before I could say anythingmore, Aurelio was walking back into the room with the priest, and the poor father looked like he might expire on the spot. He knew that this wasn’t legit, and because I was a sucker, I didn’t want to do anything to cause him any more discomfort over this bullshit.
“Are the bride and groom ready?” he asked hesitantly.
Brushing my way past Nero’s large frame, I walked over to the man. “We are, Father.”
His kind brown eyes studied me as he asked, “Are you sure you want to do this, child? Are you here of your own choice?”
“I am,” I semi-lied.While I was here of my own choice, I didn’t want to be here.
“Okay, child,” he replied kindly. “Then let usbegin.”
Fifteen minutes later, I was married to Nero Sartori, an incredible platinum and diamond wedding set weighing heavily on my finger. While it wasn’t anything that I would have chosen for myself because of the size of the diamonds, there was no denying that it was stunning. A beautiful reminder of my new prison and the warden overseeing everything in it.
Granted,what surprised me more was the matching ring that Nero had purchased for himself. For the sake of the priest, I had slid it on Nero’s finger when I’d been instructed to, but I was sure that the look in my eyes had told Nero everything that my mouth couldn’t.
After Aureliohad escorted the priest back to the car, Nero looked back over at me, saying, “I’ll expect you at my home in an hour, Kasen. Don’t make me come looking for you,il mio cuore.”
If only I had enough guts to defy him.
Chapter 9
Nero~
I was pissed, but that was the nature of the business. After leaving Kasen and Renzo wishing me to hell, I’d gone home, expecting to consummate my marriage as soon as Kasen had been delivered to me. However, those plans had ended the second that my brother had called me with an emergency. Knowing that my guards would keep Kasen safe until I got home, I’d left directions with them before heading off to the club to see what the fuck Elio had gotten himself into.
Stepping out of the car, I ignored the line at the entrance to The Den. Our family owned many restaurants, clubs, bars, and adult establishments, and The Den was one of them. No matter what anyone thought, business went a lot smoother when there was pussy nearby. Men were simple when it came to that kind of shit, and women were just beating themselves up trying to understand why.
The Den was one of our adult establishments, though it was disguised as a club. When you walked in, it looked like every other dance club in the city. There was a bar that lined the left side of the room, the restrooms just a few feet beyond the end of the bar. The dance floor was spacious enough to accommodate plenty of people, and the only seats were booths that lined the walls like a huge letter L. There was a platform for the DJ, and on either side of the platform were two smaller stages with cages, a stripper pole in the center of each one.
Now, just beyond the left cage was a camouflaged door thatled to the second part of the club. The second room was split into two parts: the left side another bar, the right side a strip club. The room also had a balcony with three separate VIP rooms, all glass walls and high ceilings. Behind the bar was a small kitchenette that we used to cater to our more important guests. There was also a private backdoor for discretion.
While the room wasn’t exactly a secret, we only used it for business meetings and special guests. The glass in the VIP rooms was bulletproof and there were more guards in the back room than in the entire club put together. It was the perfect place to feel safe and comfortable doing whatever vice you were into, and this wasn’t the only place that we had like this. In total, we had five clubs and/or restaurants with the same kind of setup, and it really was an invitation-only kind of thing.
Ignoring everything that was going on around me, I used my key to get into the back room, and I wasn’t surprised to see that things were already reaching levels of depravity. After all, it was a Saturday night, and all anyone had to do was confess in the morning, everything forgiven and forgotten until the next weekend.
Glancing up, I saw a few of our men in the first VIP room, but no Elio.
“Maybe he’s in the office,” Aurelio suggested.
Every one of our businesses had small or large offices in the back, depending on which business it was. The office to this club was a small room off behind the stripper stage. In all actuality, it really was just the size of a large closet and not a lot of paperwork was kept or conducted here.
Before I could comment, Elio was walking out from where the restrooms were located, a hot redhead following behind him, the woman doing her best to fix her lipstick. Elio had called me down here for an emergency, but he still had time to get his dick sucked? If he had me down here for some bullshit, then I was going to fuck him up.
When Elio finally spotted us, he quickly made his way over, and I didn’t appreciate the look on his face. “Well, if it isn’t the groom,” he drawled out, a smirk on his face.
I straightened my back asI looked at him. “Pardon me?”
