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“Gabe,” Alessandro took the place next to me. “What did he want?”
“Spread lies,” I replied tersely, my eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of danger. “He claims there’s a feud between our family and the Morettis. He said Dad moved in on Moretti business. Is it true?”
Alessandro furrowed his brow in concern. “I don’t know,” he admitted.
Frustration gnawed at my insides. “It might all be one big fat lie, but we need to find out. I want you to look into it—discreetly. And I want you to set up a meeting.”
“Of course,” Alessandro nodded, his loyalty unwavering. “What about Mother? Did he mention her?”
“He claims his marriage proposal is his offer to protect her.” The words tasted bitter, bile rising in my throat at the thought of that snake slithering closer to my family.
“Over my dead body,” Alessandro growled, the fierceness of his words echoing my own thoughts.
“Exactly,” I agreed, clenching my fists. “But we need to verify his claims. We can’t afford to underestimate him. I need direct contact with Moretti senior, without anyone knowing.”
“Understood,” Alessandro replied, determination etched on his face. “I’ll get started right away.”
“Good,” I said, “and make sure we have eyes on Fausto at all times.”
I watched Alessio disappear into the shadows. My heart pounded in my chest, a mixture of resolution and excitement coursing through my veins.
“Whatever it takes,” I whispered, determination settling heavily in my chest, “I’ll find out the truth and protect what’s mine.”
I would face the storm head-on, no matter the cost—for love, for vengeance, and for the future of the Falcone family.
The heavy bass of the nightclub’s music vibrated through my bones, an irritating reminder that I couldn’t escape the chaos even in my own domain.
My phone buzzed in my pocket, bringing me back to reality. The caller ID displayed Hawk’s name. “This better be important,” I muttered before declining the call and making my way back to my office.
I shut the door behind me and took a deep breath. Then I called.
“Switch to video,” Hawk said, his voice tense and tight with concern.
“What’s wrong?” I asked as I slid into my chair and activated the video call.
Hawk’s face appeared on the screen, his expression grave. “I had a very interesting call from Craig Donnelly.”
“Is Sophie okay?” I straightened, and my chest tightened.
Hawk stared at me. “He’s furious, Falcon. He wants every detail about what happened to Sophie during her time in Italy. Every. Single. Detail.”
My heart clenched at the mention of her name, guilt weighing heavily on my chest. I’d taken her hostage, taken her virginity, and now her father wanted answers.
Why?
“What happened?” I demanded, my voice barely more than a growl.
“Gabe.” Hawk hesitated, his words slow and deliberate—he never called me Gabe. “Sophie’s pregnant. Donnelly’s hellbent on finding the man who touched his daughter and will kill him.”
The room seemed to close in around me, and my chest tightened until I had to force my breath in.
Sophie was pregnant.
Pregnant.
And it was my fault entirely.
A vision of her beautiful body—rounded with the growing life we’d created together during our moments of passion—made me feel queasy and exhilarated at the same time.
