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Orlando glanced at Timoteo, and Emilio paused in his work on the computer.
“Yes.” I sent Orlando a warning glare to behave with Deidre. “Emilio, text him the address.”
“Thank you,” Allegra said once we were in the elevator on the way down to the lobby. She slipped her hand into mine.
“What was on the computer?” I asked Timoteo.
Without pause, he gave me the details.
“She’s on Discord. A few dick pics have made it into her DM. She’s ruthless in her comebacks. She’s only engaging with gamers. A couple guys, but it’s strictly PG on the chat. Mostly, she bitches about her parents. And she’s chatted with a girl about the guy she likes.” He smiled. “Sorry, boss, but she’s got a massive crush onLanny.”
Allegra chuckled. “I told you.”
“And you want me to leave them alone in the suite together?”
“Yes,” she said. “Because I trust Orlando. I can see how much she likes them, and it’s also easy to see she’s like a sister to them.” She slapped her purse. “I forgot my phone.”
“I have mine.” I led her to the lobby and waited while Timoteo brought the car around.
“I take it you’re okay with Tim now?” Gold flecks in her wide eyes glinted in the hotel lighting. Those long, dark lashes fluttered as she stared into my face. I leaned down and brushed a soft kiss to her lips.
“He’s tolerable. He keeps his eyes off your ass, but I don’t like how close he stands to you.”
“Just like Orlando and Dee, I’m like a sister to Tim. Actually, we spent most of our teenage years hating each other. He and Santi are assholes.”
Timoteo drove the armored SUV under the porte cochere and exited the vehicle.
“Where are we going?” she asked as I opened the rear passenger door and lifted her onto the seat. She adjusted her boot.
“Home,” I said and closed the door.
Timoteo held the rear driver’s side door open for me. I climbed in and pivoted to face her. She leaned against the window, with her arms crossed over her chest.
“I know you’re lying if you want to take me home. You couldn’t possibly want to spend time with your mother-in-law.”
“You know me well.” Twenty minutes later, Timoteo pulled up to the property gate and entered the code into the keypad. The eight-foot-high steel security fencing with a curved top slowly slid open.
“Where are we?” Allegra lowered her window and peered at the house set back about a hundred and fifty feet from the street.
The SUV pulled around the circular driveway. I leaned into Allegra and kissed her shoulder. “Home. Do you want to go inside?”
“Yes.” She swung open the door and practically fell out of the vehicle. “It’s beautiful.”
I stepped out after her. Before she could protest, I scooped her into my arms and carried her.
Instead of fighting me, she wound her arms around my neck. “When did you do this?”
The main entrance to the twenty-five-thousand square foot residence was through a columned portico. We followed Timoteo down the red clay path to the side of the property.
“We’ve already established I can multitask. Emilio will have contractors out tomorrow to begin renovations.”
At the side door, Timoteo entered the code. The chamber locks turned and then clicked. Once Timoteo pushed the door open, he stepped to the side. I carried Allegra into the open chef’s kitchen. Granite countertops covered several workstations. To the left, French doors led to a private breakfast nook with bar and high-top seating.
Allegra clutched me tighter. “I never wanted to feel like a mafia princess, but this is like a palace.”
The kitchen transitioned to a reception room with cathedral ceilings, a marble fireplace, and built-in bookshelves. Each room led into another elegant room.
I set Allegra down in front of a three-level bay of Palladian windows overlooking the rear gardens, pool, and outdoor living space.
