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“Let her go, Enzo!”
“The man with the largest cock and gun in the room makes the rules. How quickly you forget your lessons, Drago. If you keep protesting, we can always put her on stage. She’d look amazing down on her knees sucking my dick before servicing the remainder of the club.”
“Don’t you dare!”
Alessandra and Drake were escorted to a private lounge where a topless woman danced on a small stage. Her hands were cuffed to a rigid bar across her shoulders as she undulated to the music.
Enzo sat to watch the performer. Guido motioned to Drake to sit beside Enzo. Alessandra moved to sit next to Drake, but Enzo clicked his tongue. Drake’s eyes went dark as Guido pushed Alessandra to her knees on the cold floor.
“Now that Mrs. Prazza has learned some manners, we can discuss business.”
“She’s Mrs. Walker and worthy of respect. She doesn’t belong at your feet.”
Drake reached for Alessandra and pulled her onto his lap, wrapping a protective arm around her. Enzo’s eyes blazed, and there was no doubt in Alessandra’s mind that this man would be more ruthless than her father if they crossed him the wrong way. Her husband was right all along; she had invited the devil into her life.
Drake motioned to her to speak. Alessandra opened her mouth, but her tongue felt dry and thick. She tried to swallow, but her throat was tight. A wave of panic washed over her, and she snapped her mouth shut. She wanted to run away, but it was time to be brave. It was time to prove she was a mafia princess.
“I’m right here if you need me, bella. I’m sorry they scared you, but Enzo was only flexing his muscles. I won’t let them hurt you.”
Drake kissed Alessandra’s cheek. His words of support meant everything to her. He had no idea how much she needed him.
Alessandra rolled her shoulders back and took a deep breath.
“Why did you do it?”
“Do what, dear? Be specific,” Enzo teased.
“Why did you kill my mother?”
“The Bratva required retribution for my late wife.”
“My mother was innocent,” she cried.
“No one in this life is innocent. It’s about time you realize that, or you won’t last long.”
“You’re the one who pushed Riley to win Drake back, not my father. Why?”
His false grin turned into a sneer, looking at Alessandra like she was dirt beneath his nails. “My son shouldn’t be tied to the Russo family. Tony lost his edge with Marcello’s cock-up. Your name means nothing now that Donato will assume power.
“It’s time for your ‘star-crossed lovers’ act to come to an end. This isn’t Romeo and Juliet. Your love won’t solve anything. I allowed my son enough dalliances. Now it’s time for him to assume his role in this family.”
“We came to ask for your help. If you continue to mock my wife, you will lose me permanently.” Drake laced his fingers with Alessandra’s as he spoke.
“What exactly is it that you want?” Enzo asked.
“We need your support to stand against my father and Luca.”
“I’ll help you on one condition. You may choose—either I kill your entire family, including your brother Marcello, or you divorce my son.”
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Chapter Thirty-Two
Enzo’s words rattled around Drake’s skull. The bastard had given Alessandra an impossible choice, making sure there was no winning for them no matter her answer. He’d warned her, and now he was about to lose everything.
In reality, they had never stood a chance. At one point or another, Enzo was going to reach out and destroy everything Drake had built, including the woman he loved. The man couldn’t approach earlier when Drake had nothing to lose.
In the years Drake spent in Italy, he learned Enzo didn’t have a drop of goodwill or love in his cold, dead heart. Juliana’s diary was full of pages gushing about a debonair man who swept her off her feet. It had taken years to reconcile that she romanticized a monster as most young women without life experience do. Just like his wife had done with him. He was his father’s son, after all, and it killed him.
