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“Fia, I’m not trying to upset you,” I told her, and I really wasn’t. Upsetting her hadn’t been my intention when I had decided to speakto her. “I just want you tothinkabout what you’re doing.”
“Kasen, that’s all I do,” she replied. “All I do is think about the situation that I’m in.”
“Fia, you can’t…this is not going to end well,” I said quietly. “You have to know that.”
Before shecould answer, someone was knocking on the door, and without an invitation, Mammi was walking into the room, dressed like she was hosting a dinner party, Fia taking after her in the most obvious ways.
“Oh, good,” she said breezily. “You’re both here.”
“Hi, Mammi,” I greeted, walking over to kiss her cheek. “You look wonderful.”
Opting not to return the compliment, she said, “Dinner is ready, so let’s not keep your father waiting.”
Fia pranced out of the room like a certified Mafia princess, and all Icould do was follow her as our mother took up the rear, making sure that we really didn’t keep Papa waiting.
Chapter 5
Nero~
Knocking on the Milano’s front door, I wasn’t surprised that every guard on the premises had let us drive right onto the property. Considering that I was betrothed to Fia Milano, it was understandable, but it was still a stupid move. Renzo had no idea that I was here or why, and allies could become enemies in the blink of an eye these days.
Ringing the doorbell, I glanced over atAurelio, and the fucker just smirked back at me. Though I wasn’t worried about how this was going to play out, there was no guarantee that Mano Barone wouldn’t start flapping his gums in a bid to try to save himself.
As soon as the door opened and Renzo’sbutler recognized who I was, he stepped back, allowing me inside, another stupid move.
“I need to speak with Renzo,” I told him as soon as the man shut the door behind Aurelio. “It’s important.”
“Of course,” he automatically replied before going toget his boss.
“I still would like to know how in the hell you knew that she’d be here tonight,” Aurelio muttered under his breath.
“The same waythat I know everything else about her,” I answered.
“Stalking is illegal in all fifty states,” he smirked.
“So is murder, racketeering, drugs, and prostitution,” I reminded him.
“Prostitution is legal in Nevada,” he pointed out. “And at the rate that California’s going, I think everything will be legal there soon enough.”
That got a grin out of me. “Thinking of movingto the West Coast?”
“Never,” he replied just as Renzo Milano was making his way towards us.
“Nero, Aurelio,” he greeted, knowing better than to treat my guard with anything less than respect. “This is unexpected.”
“I would never intrude upon you if it wasn’t important,” I assured him.
“Of course, of course,” he murmured. “Shall we head to my office?”
“I think that’d be best,” I answered. “However, this is something that I think is better discussed withyour wife and daughters in attendance.”
Renzo’s chin came up, andI could see the suspicion written all over his face. He thought that I was here to break the betrothal, and while I was, it wasn’t for any reason that he could possibly fathom. Nevertheless, he would grant the audience because he had no choice.
“Of course,” he replied, his voice hardened.
We followed in silence as Renzo led us to his office, a room that I’d been invited into countless times before now. In fact, his office had been where the betrothal agreement had been constructed. I also made it a point to count how many guards were in residence at the moment in the event that things went south.
Once we entered the office, ever the host, Renzo asked, “Would either of you gentlemen like adrink?”
