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“Why would I do that?”
“Because the boss is about to kill him.”
I threw my head back and laughed loudly, which drew the attention of everyone in the room, including Salvatore and Maxim, who were both now glaring at me as if I’d lost my mind.
Montana stiffened under me, his arms loosening. “Uh, beautiful. Your man is looking at me funny.”
Shrugging my shoulders, I glared at the son of a bitch and sneered. “You lay another finger on my brother and I’ll castrate you in your sleep.”
The Bloodletter smirked. “For that to happen,Moya Lyubov, you’ll need to be in my bed.”
“Well, that is never going to happen,” I huffed.
Renaldo cleared his throat and stood. “As fun as tonight’s been, I think it’s time we parted ways. Unless there is something else we need to discuss?”
When no one said anything, Renaldo Romano took my hand, kissing the back of it before taking his leave.
“I need to get back to the hospital and check on Tessa,” Montana said, helping me to stand as he got to his feet, stretching his back. “Max, come see me tomorrow if you’re still breathing.”
Left alone with my brother and Maxim, Sal walked over to me. “Tell me the truth. Did you willingly marry him?”
“It wasn’t one of my finer moments.”
“Shit,” Sal moaned, running his hand through his hair. “You know I will have to inform the families.”
“I know.”
Hugging me, he placed a kiss on my forehead before gathering his coat and leaving. Taking a seat, I didn’t say anything as Maxim stared at me. What could I say? He’d already said enough. Too bad for him, if he thought his announcement would change anything.
I didn’t give a damn if we were still married.
It was an issue I planned on resolving immediately.
Until then, he could stay the fuck away from me.
Sitting there, each of us at opposite ends of the table, he never took his eyes off me as he shouted, “Leave!”
Maxim’s men scattered, vanishing fast.
“Yelling at them will only make them think you are a bigger asshole.”
“I don’t give a fuck what they think,” he said, wiping away blood from his split lip.
Damn, Sal hit him good.
I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Did you kill Jackson?”
“You want the truth, or a lie?”
“Why are you still here?”
“I wanted a word with my wife.”
“Not your wife for long. Besides, we have nothing to say to each other,” I said, getting to my feet. “The meeting is over. You can let yourself out and Jackson Deveroux better answer his fucking phone when I call him tomorrow, if you know what’s good for you.”
Walking away from him, I quickly made my way to my office, knowing he would follow. Fucker didn’t believe in boundaries. I couldn’t breathe around him. He was fucking everywhere. There was nothing he had to say that I needed to hear. I just wanted him to be gone from my life forever.
