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Mia slumps in her chair with a pout on her face. “This is no fair. I hate how everyone else gets to make decisions for us. I’m amodern-day woman. But I feel like I’m stuck in the 1800s. How is this fair?”
Giulia calmly scoops up more potatoes to put on her plate as she answers. “Because that’s the way of it. That’s how our family does things.”
That’s how theMafiadoes things is what she means.
“I never get to have any fun,” Mia mutters.
“Just be thankful,” Cecilia says. “You won’t have to marry an old man.”
That makes Mia go quiet.
The doorbell rings. Everyone looks up in confusion.
“I’ll get it,” I say, heading to the door. When I open it and see Salvatore’s face, I want to slam the door on him, but I resist the urge to. “Mr. Fontana. What are you doing here?”
“I’ve come to see Cecilia. She and I didn’t get to finish our conversation from earlier. Now, step out of my way.”
I step in front of him as he tries to barge inside. “Hold on, Mr. Fontana. Cecilia is not expecting you. She doesn’t want you here.”
The sneer that crosses Salvatore’s face is pure ugliness. “And how do you know what Cecilia wants? You’re just her bodyguard. I’m her fiancé. Now, let me in.”
I don’t want to of course but I have to do my duty. “I’ll inform Giulia you’re here.”
“That’s interesting,” he says before I can walk away. “That you call your employer by her first name. Is there something going on between you and Mrs. Moretti that I should know about.”
That’s fucking it.
I step outside, shutting the door behind me. Salvatore quickly steps back. “Listen here,” I say to him in my most lethal voice. “You will not be starting any rumors about Giulia or any of the other family members who live here. They are good people.Giulia hired me and has been a great boss. She asked me to call her by her first name. Nothing more.”
“Then why are you so passionate about the matter?”
I stare at him in surprise. “What?”
Salvatore’s eyes widen. “Unless it’s not Giulia you have feelings for. It wouldn’t be my fiancé now, would it?”
“Of course not.”
Salvatore shakes his head, a savage grin on his face. “I don’t believe you. I think you’re taking your guard duties a little too seriously. Every time I try to get Cecilia alone, there you are. You never leave her side. If you do have feelings for her, then you’re fucked. I’ll come for you.”
“I do not have feelings for Cecilia,” I state in a calm voice. “And don’t threaten me. You won’t like the outcome.”
He raises an eyebrow. “Wouldn’t I? You don’t scare me, boy. If anyone should be afraid, it’s you. I have the power of a group of men at my side. I’m in the good graces of Antonio Moretti. You should be scared.”
I continue to stare him down. Neither of us backs down.
It’s not until the door opens and Giulia pops her head out that I step back. “What’s going on?” she asks. Her eyes widen when she sees Salvatore. “Oh. Salvatore. You’re here.”
“Yes, I am.” He clears his throat and straightens his tie, pretending to act like the perfect gentleman. “I wanted to see Cecilia.”
“We’re having dinner at the moment,” she tells him pointedly.
“Oh.” He just stands there, waiting expectantly to be let inside.
Giulia looks at me before sighing. “All right. Come in.” She opens the door for him. Salvatore gives me a smug grin as he walks by, and it takes everything not to punch him.
“She’s in the kitchen,” Giulia explains, pointing down the hallway. Salvatore is off, walking incredibly fast for an old man.
“Giulia,” I murmur, drawing her attention to me. “I don’t trust him.”
