Page 58 of The Underboss


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Why did her haunting eyes continue to disturb me? Maybe because they were accusatory, her uncertainty about why I’d sent her away easy to read in her expression, so many emotions rocking her.

Anger.

Lust.

Need.

Shock.

“Shit. What the fuck are the odds? Remind me to purchase a lottery ticket, but only if you pick the numbers.” Cayman whistled.

Maybe I had won the lottery, but only if I played this carefully. “I need her. Goddamn it, I need that woman.” I walked closer, still cognizant we were being watched. I closed my eyes, trying to look elsewhere. The last thing I needed to do was draw attention to our connection until everything was in place.

“Well, we can take her out the back if that’s what you want. It’s risky but you know how I drive.”

“Don’t tempt me. Whatever happens, I want her watched. Get another couple soldiers here. I have a feeling she won’t be allowed to stay but for so long.”

“I’ll take care of it.”

“I want to try and talk to her.” After making the statement, I heard Cayman snorting beside me.

“That will be an automatic red flag.”

“Maybe I don’t care.”

“You’re living dangerously, boss.”

Grinning was easy. “No pain. No gain.”

I walked closer to where she’d been, trying to control my emotions and my libido while he moved away, handling the call to a group of my men.

Marriage.

The tool had been used in every century by every nationality. Perhaps it was worth considering. I laughed to myself as the idea continued to formulate in the back of my mind. When Cayman finished the call, he returned, nodding in the other direction.

“Don’t look now, boss, but your buddy was told you were here.”

I quickly glanced where she’d been standing, realizing she’d escaped into the shadows. She was an intelligent woman, obviously cognizant of what our past relationship meant even now. And if I had to guess, I’d say she was uncertain whether or not she could trust me.

I could feel Cayman tensing beside me, prepared to pull out his weapon if necessary. I tipped my head, giving him a ‘stand down’ look, hissing until he finally tried to relax. Dante wasn’t a stupid man. He wouldn’t risk his control and his desired hold on those he considered important to his upcoming ascension to the throne.

However, he would tip his hand soon after this eventful meeting. It had been a calculated risk, something I’d need to warn Max and Viper about. He stopped a few yards away, obviously giving orders to two of his men. I couldn’t help but noticed they both glanced toward where Chrissy had been standing. I’d been right. He didn’t want her anywhere near me.

Smart man.

I acted nonchalant, sipping my drink, smirking as he headed in my direction, stopping again only a few feet away. The man was sizing me up, trying to determine what my plans were. At least I could tell I’d irritated the fuck out of him.

As Dante approached, I shifted my attention toward him, swirling what was left of the champagne in my glass.

“What are you hoping to achieve?” Cayman asked quietly.

“Pushing his hand. Work the room. Find out who is most loyal to him. I have a feeling she’s been removed from the building. If the soldiers don’t arrive, do not let her out of your sight.”

“You’re certain?”

I chuckled and gave a single nod. “Don’t worry, Cay. I know how this game is played. I mastered it before I was twenty.”

“Okay. You got it, boss.” Cayman walked away, immediately grabbing a glass of champagne to help him blend in with the crowd.

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