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“I suppose I’mwondering if you really think that I’m the kind of man that would sleep with another woman on my wedding night,” he replied, and I felt like it was a trick question. The last thing that Nero Sartori cared about was what other people thought of him.
“I think that you’re the kind of man that would allow another woman to hang all over him while his men got sucked off by strippers and his brother taunted me into sticking around to further humiliate me,” I replied, recapping last night. “Luckily for me, I hadn’t really expected better from you, so I wasn’t exactly blindsided by that little setup.”
His jaw ticked again.
Christ, hewas gorgeous.
“And what if I told you that I killed every man in that room for disrespecting you?”
I arched a brow. “I’d call youa liar since you, your brother, and Aurelio are still alive.”
His brown gaze searched mine for a few seconds before he stoodup, my thighs cold now that his hands were no longer touching me. I had no idea what he was going to do next, but I could feel the anger radiating off him in waves. Still, he’d asked a question, and I had answered it honestly. If he wanted to be pissed off at me for that, then so be it. I wasn’t going to mince my words around him. Though Nero was intimidating as hell, if I showed any weakness around him, he’d own me, and that wasn’t going to happen.
Looking down at me, he said, “Get some sleep, il mio cuore. You look like you need it.”
I didn’t say anything as I watched him grab his suit jacket and tie, then walk out of the room. Since he had grabbed his tie, I assumed that he was probably heading back out, no doubt back to his blonde if not someone new. After all, why wouldn’t he? I’d just given him permission to, hadn’t I? Hell, not only had I given him permission to, but I had also encouraged him to sleep with anyone that wasn’t me.
Laying down, it wasn’t the man that I had married that began occupying mythoughts; it was my family. I knew that Papa was worried about me, and I also knew that Mammi was probably too busy still consoling Fia. Though I had a long week coming up, I knew that I needed to visit them, to reassure my father if nothing else.
It was hours later before I’d finally fallen asleep.
Chapter 17
Nero~
“I want the shipment receipts double checked,” I ordered.
“Nero, I knowthat he’s a spoiled jackass, but he knows how to do his job,” Aurelio replied, and even though I knew it to be true, that still didn’t help my anger towards my brother.
After leaving Kasen to sleep alone, I’d gone out to take care of Silvio. I’d been mad enough to make him pay for my brother’s transgressions, but that still hadn’t helped.Kasen felt disrespected and disposable, and even though I really wanted to, I couldn’t kill my brother. She also believed that I really had slept with Chastity, and how ironic since I hadn’t touched a woman in over six months.
“Just keep him out of my face for a few more days,” I told him, glancing at my watch. It was already after nine and Kasen still wasn’t home.
“Sure thing,Boss,” Aurelio chuckled. “Anything else?”
“You tell me,” I huffed.
“Schulz is still trying to push for more access to the ports,” he said. “I’ve got an uneasy feeling about his…insistence.”
Now that I was married to Kasen, the Italians made up the biggest Mafia family in the city. TheRussians were next in numbers, only outnumbering the Irish by a couple of hundred. The Germans were the smallest family in town, though they were rather brutal. Emil Schulz was always looking for ways to grow and take over more territory, but boxed in by us and the Irish, he didn’t have a whole lot more options unless he took one of us out, which wasn’t ever going to happen.
“Put some eyes on him for the next week or so,” I ordered. “Also, add a few more guards to the ports.”
“Sure thing,” he replied.
“Mr. Sartori, sir?”
Aurelio and I both looked over towards the door. Normally, I kept my office door closed, but I’d been waiting for Kasen toget home, so I’d kept it open to listen for her. Having stalked her for two years, I’d already known that she worked long hours, but that wasn’t going to work for me. I needed a way to make this marriage work, and never seeing one another was not the way to go about it.
“Yes, Rafael?”
“She’s home, sir,” he said, stating the obvious. When seven o’clock had come and gone, I had called Rafael to instruct him to let me know the minute that Kasen walked through the doors of our home.
“Thank you, Rafael.”
As soonas he left, Aurelio said, “Well, I’ll let you get to it.”
I shot him a look. “Thanks,” I deadpanned.
