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“No,” Enzo snaps. “I won’t give her the fucking satisfaction.”
“Enzo.”
“I fucking know,” he growls.
“We’ll come back tonight—” I sigh.
“No,” Enzo cuts me off. “I need time to fucking think, and I need to find my pansy-ass bitch of a younger brother. I’ll visit Gabriella tomorrow and let her know that her wedding may be delayed.”
“She’ll be heartbroken, I’m sure.”
Enzo grunts in irritation. “If Rita wasn’t already dead, I’d be in my right mind to shoot the bitch for dropping this dumpster fire into our laps.”
“Gabbi is innocent in all this,” I warn.
“She’s also a thorn in my fucking side. I’ve got more important shit to deal with than babysitting a teenager until I can force someone to marry her. I’ll see you in a few days.” He hangs up, and I pull the cell from my ear.
“What’s happened?” Bianca pauses at the edge of the carpet, her eyes wide with concern.
I throw my cell to the floor with a mumbledfuck, and drop into the armchair. “Leo’s fucking MIA. Just fucking texted Enzo saying he couldn’t go through with it.”
“Couldn’t go through withwhat?” She knows the answer already, but she forces me to say it aloud.
“He’s refusing to marry Gabriella.”
Silence storms between us, and I want to fucking tear this place apart with my bare hands.
I’d sorted this. Enzo and I, and Leo,eventuallyagreed that this was the only viable fucking solution. That little prick. If my sister is in any way threatened because of his disobedience, I’ll kill him myself.
My wife watches me, her mind racing.
I don’t know how else to fix this. Short of killing Big Joey and Dante for thepossiblethreat they could impose, I’m fucking lost. I need Gabriella to be linked to aboss. Not a capo or a soldier, but someone who instillsfearin the family. We closed ranks after the FBI agent's death, Gabriella’s identity on a need-to-know basis. The hierarchy accepted it. From the rumors whispering their way through the cachet, thoughts are that she's agoomah.I guess that’s preferable to the impending hazard the truth could uncover.
“Vinnie,” Bianca tests.
I massage the bridge of my nose, and lifting my head, I watch as Bianca balances my glass to her lips, tipping it back to swallow my whiskey in one grimacing inhale.
She blinks, the uncertainty that had etched itself into her face now lost to her determination.
She kneels on the plush rug, looking up at me through the thick lashes, and I’m consumed by the desperate way I love her. She knows my frustration builds the moment a situation steps out of my control. I need the dominance of command, and she wants to give it to me.
From the first moment I saw her until now, I’ve wanted her and I’velovedher. She not only understands the monster I am, but she accepts andlovesme for it.Fuck, I’m forever ruined.
I let my tongue wet my lips, my nostrils flaring in want.
She sucks in a sharp breath, and I smile.
“Crawl.”
