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I need to do this before the wedding. So I have all of three days.
“When do they fly in?”
“Friday night, I’ve made it clear that the wedding will have high security. No one will be ruining Rosa’s big day. If you want him gone, it’s the night before or at the meeting.”
“The night before it is, then.” Only two more days. I can do that.
I hit dial on her number again. If I kill Romano before her wedding, she won’t need to marry him. Everything will be out in the open. I’ll deal with the consequences with Dante and Maria.
“I’ll get everything arranged. This is one big fucking headache, Luca.” The crisp lines of his suit twitch as he bounces his knee. A frown forms on his face as he looks at a text on his screen.
“I know. Once it’s done, we have it all.” I’ll have everything I need: Rosa.
“Or, we start an all-out war in New York.” He shrugs, clearly not giving a shit about that option.
The phone rings in my hand. My heart races until I see the caller ID. Dante.
“Hello,” I greet him.
“Luca, I’m throwing a little pre-wedding party tonight at Trance, the club where me and Rosa fell in love. Will you be there?”
I mute the call, mainly to get a hold on the seething anger that his words raise. “Did you know about a wedding party for Rosa tonight?”
He shakes his head. “No, I just had a text from Eva. She said she’s gone to Italy to visit her aunt? I’m trying to get hold of my sister. She’s not talking to me at the moment, though.”
Why would Eva up and leave before her sister’s wedding?
I hit unmute. “Yes, I’ll be there. We all will.”
“Great. See you then.” Dante sounds particularly happy with my answer.
He cuts the call. That’s the most he’s ever said to me, let alone with such a cheery tone.
A bad feeling settles in my gut.
“Have you spoken to Rosa?” I question, swallowing past the lump in my throat.
“Not since Italy. I’ve been a bit preoccupied. Why?”
He leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees, studying me. “Please don’t tell me you’re doing all this to stop her wedding, Luca?”
I open my mouth to answer and can’t. “And what if I say yes?”
He stands, shaking his head with disappointment. “Love is a weakness, Luca. You need to let her go, keep her out of this mess.”
With that, he slams the door to my office.
Come on Rosa, answer your phone.
CHAPTERSIXTY-TWO
rosa
We arrive at Trance, the club Dante originally stole me from, and head through the back exit. The bouncers nod at us to go into the VIP area. The whole area is filled with black and gold balloons, and the gold tables have black runners. Bottles of expensive champagne adorn every table.
I stare at the sign right in front of me. “Congratulations Rosa and Dante.” And it makes me feel sick to my stomach.
The room is buzzing with people. It’s just a swarm of them, all sipping their drinks and laughing away. Celebrating the end of my life.
