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“Oh? Would she like them used for a beautiful bracelet? I have an amazing new designer back in Paris, I’m sure we can come up with a magnificent custom piece—”
“They weren’t for her jewelry. She needed them for her aquarium.”
My phone vibrates with an incoming message. I glance down at the screen, seeing a notification from my bank that the payment has come through.
“Excuse me? A what?”
“The glass thing with water and fish inside,” I clarify and offer him my hand. “Thank you for your business, Mr. Dubois. Pass along my best wishes to the prince.”
The Frenchman slowly rises and shakes my hand, gaping at me from behind his thick-rimmed glasses. Holding the box under his right arm, he heads toward the door but then stops at the threshold.
“Why didn’t you keep the diamond for your wife?” he asks over his shoulder.
The corner of my lips curl up. “It’s colorless.”
Filip walks inside my office just as the jeweler leaves.
“Any activity?” I ask.
“No. No one’s spotted Bogdan’s men near any of our locations.”
“Good. They’ll need some time to organize before they hit us back. Did Roman Petrov confirm the meeting?”
“Yes. He will be here in half an hour,” Filip says and clasps his hands in front of him. “Tara just called.”
“What did she want?”
“To let me know she and your wife are on their way here. They should arrive any moment.”
“What?” I spring out of my chair. “I gave a specific order that neither of them is allowed to leave the grounds.”
“It looks like Mrs. Popov was very persuasive with the guards at the gate.” He takes his phone out of his pocket, holds it up to his ear, and listens to the person on the line. “They just arrived at the back entrance.”
I slam my palm on the desk and sprint across the office into the narrow hallway. It’s unlikely that the Romanians will retaliate today, but I don’t want either my wife or sister at the club—the most probable target. Kicking the back door open, I step outside just in time to see Sienna exiting a car, wearing a green dress with feathers all over the bodice.
I march across the parking lot until I’m standing right in front of my wife and pin her with my hard gaze. “What the fuck, Sienna?”
“Drago.” She smiles. “Tara and I decided to pay you a visit.”
I grit my teeth and look over the women’s heads to glare at Relja and Iliya, who dared to bring them here against my orders. They are hanging back on the other side of the car, fidgeting.
“Explain!” I roar.
Both men cringe and take a retreating step.
“Drago.” Sienna wraps her fingers around my wrist. “It’s my fault. I insisted.”
“Why?”
“I just wanted to see you.” She shrugs. “And I am carrying the gun you got me.”
Some of my rage dissipates. I reach out and stroke her chin with the back of my hand, then look at my sister. “You should have known better.”
“I wanted to cheer up Sienna,” Tara says, but then mouths the next sentence. “She knows the fish had died.”
The rest of my anger disappears. I drop a quick kiss on the top of Sienna’s head and look at Iliya. “I want twenty men positioned around the club while the women are here.”
Iliya nods and reaches for his phone. I take another glance at my wife’s short dress.
