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My stomach swooped. I waited three beats of my heart, and then decided I had to trust someone. I prayed I wasn’t making a mistake.
“No,” I carefully stated. “But Dee might be.”
His hold tightened on me. “Tell me.”
“Nothing has happened yet. I’m trying to make sure nothing does. Just watch her computer, Tim.”
Marco
I sat behind my desk, drinking. Alcohol kept my idle hands busy but wasn’t doing shit for the guilt festering in my gut.
“You won’t be staying with the Jilani’s,” I said to Orlando. “No fucking distractions. You’ll stay in Luca’s suite at the Onyx.”
Orlando tugged on his trouser legs and leaned forward. “You should be coming with us.”
I tipped the glass to my lips. “I’m needed here.”
I wasn’t sure how true that was. Word had spread of the alliance between the Bruno and Adami families. Valentino had understood well. There would have been no support for Lazaro.
Orlando stood and crossed to the door. “If you’ve changed your mind about Allegra, you need to tell her.”
“I haven’t changed my mind.”
“Then I don’t know what you want me to say to Dee when I see her tomorrow.”
My spine stiffened. “I’d rather they not know of your return just yet.”
Until I knew what I’d say to Allegra about Francesca, or if I would say anything at all, I wasn’t going to see her.
“She knows. I told her yesterday.”
“Fuck.” I hadn’t spoken to Allegra. She’d make her own assumptions on why. How close would she come to the truth? She’d had concerns over Francesca.
“Instead of you saying it to me,” Orlando smirked, “it feels good to be the one to tell you to get your shit together. If you don’t want to fuck up what you have with Allegra, you should be on the plane.”
I may have already fucked it up. She was my wife, we would be married in the church, but I doubted she’d respond well to discovering Francesca had been in my bed.
A knock sounded on the door. Orlando swung it open, and Giada strode into the room.
Orlando’s gaze shifted from Giada to me. “You’re the boss,” he said to me. “Tell me what you need from me.”
“I need you and Emilio at the BDSM club. Find a way in because I don’t want to make an enemy of Ferraro.”
But I would.
“What’s going on?” Giada asked. “Do you have more information on Luca?”
“Not yet, but I will,” I said.
“Do you know who she is?”
I turned my gaze to Giada. “Who?”
“The woman,” she stammered. “Roberto said the woman was responsible for his death.”
I leaned back in my leather desk chair. There was a woman, but was she responsible? Or was she just the last one with him, possibly overheard a phone call or had witnessed an exchange? She could also be dead. Or knowing she was submissive to my brother, perhaps another Dom had taken her for himself.
“What else did my father tell you?”
