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“And just like he’s done to both of us, he’ll fuck his anger out.”
“Oh, I need him angry. A hard, angry fuck. But, Giada, you need to pick a different Bruno. Marco is mine.”
“Oh god, we were over a long time ago. I still need to be close to him. I’m not going to let him push me out of the business. I have too much invested, and Savio is a Bruno. I have to protect his place in this family. Orlando is too young for me. I’d break him, and Stefano is unpredictable. I think he’d break me.”
Francesca laughed.
“Ant is always going to be close to Marco.”
The need to vomit surged into my throat. I couldn’t swallow. I could barely breathe.
Marco lied to me.
I told him we could have our secrets, but Francesca wouldn’t be one of them. A surge of heat warmed my blood. My fingers itched to feel the weight of my blade. This was the last time. He could trust me or not. I didn’t care anymore. I wanted Francesca alone. The next time she spoke my husband’s name, she’d feel the sharp edge of my blade when I slit her throat.
The door opened. Giada startled.
“Marco is looking for you,” I said to her.
Giada and Francesca exchanged a glance. “I’ll go with her,” Francesca said.
“He didn’t ask for you. I thought we could chat for a couple of minutes.” I pushed open the bedroom door and backed her into the room.
“I’ll be right back,” Giada said. “I’ll let Marco know you’re with Allegra.”
Francesca went deeper into the room and crossed her arms over her chest. “You obviously want to speak to me.”
“I do.” I left the door open and prowled the perimeter of the room, letting the tension build to a suffocating intensity. “Do you know that my marriage to Marco was arranged when I was fifteen? A three-year engagement, and then to be married after I turned eighteen. Two years ago.”
“Twenty is still young to be married,” she said.
I shrugged. “Even before the announcement of my engagement, I knew I’d marry a high-level mafioso. It’s the way things are done. I assume you aren’t in the same position since you’re Marco’s whore and not a wife to a don.”
“A whore?” She laughed. “Marco and I are exclusive.”
“Not that exclusive. My husband fucked me on the floor of the library this afternoon.” And swore he wasn’t fucking this manipulating bitch.
“Are you really going to try and play the jealous wife? You can’t expect fidelity, not from a powerful man like Marco. If he wants me in his bed, I will be. There’s nothing you can do about it. Men like Marco take what they want. They never want their wife.”
“I heard you speaking with Giada.” I crossed to her, lifted the hem of my skirt, and pulled my blade from the sheath.
“What’re you doing?” Her voice cracked as she took quick steps back from me.
I ran my finger along the dull side of the knife. “Don’t try to run. I’m just as deadly throwing the knife as I would be sliding it between your ribs and watching you bleed out.” I tilted my head at her and narrowed my gaze. “But then you should know that. If you’re fucking my husband, you’ve seen my blade work.”
She gasped. “You cut him.” One palm slapped over her mouth and the other covered her chest, as if protecting herself from a vicious cut to her breast. “I thought he’d been in a fight. You scarred him.”
A shadow of black bled into my chest. She’d seen Marco without a shirt. I didn’t need any more proof of his infidelity. He might consider me his, but he was a liar. The vows were broken before they ever slipped past his lips.
“Listen to me. Any part of you that touches my husband, I’m cutting off. You claim to understand Marco and mafia men. Maybe you do. You may even know Marco better than I do. But understand this. He owns me. He knows it. I know it. And you fucking know it.”
I poised the blade at the hollow of her neck. The blacks of her eyes widened. Tears trickled onto her cheek.
“I’m a prisoner in my marriage. Nothing you plot with Giada will give me my freedom. So don’t fucking push me.” I let the knife sink into her flesh until blood bubbled to the surface.
“You can’t kill me.”
I dug the knife into her a little deeper. “Why? Do you think my husband will protect you?”
