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“About a better assignment?”

“About your problem.”

And fuck, that was the last thing I wanted to hear.

Because he was so right.

I did have a problem.

My legends consumed me, and when an assignment ended, I couldn’t seem to differentiate between my legends and the real Ariana De Luca.

Deep down, I feared it was because I didn’t actually know who I was.

Chapter

Six

Only enemies speak the truth; friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.

STEPHEN KING

BASTIANO ROMANO

I showed up late.

Two hours, to be exact.

It was a dick move, especially since I had nothing better to do.

I had spent the extra time working out, shopping for shit I didn’t need from a copycat Sky Mall Magazine I’d stolen off a plane years ago, and jacking off in the shower.

Pointless endeavors.

My body was already in prime condition, I had no fucking clue what I would do with a serenity cat sleeping pod, and I was still craving pussy more than I was my fist.

But Ariana De Luca didn’t seem to know her place, and it certainly wasn’t anywhere near me.

If I hired her—and that was a big if—I needed to train that spine out of her until she wilted like a limp noodle like the rest of my employees.

My phone rang as I flicked on the left signal of my car.

“Yes?” I answered Gio’s call.

“Your mom’s coming into town.”

Irritation fused with excitement. Ma coming meant having to see her, but it also meant getting to see my little sister Tessie. A fair trade.

I rolled my neck, enjoying the way it cracked, and drove my Jag into the parking garage beneath L’Oscurità—probably the only parking garage in the city with great signal thanks to the tech division of Asher’s company.

“When?”

“Soon. We need to talk about rodents.”

I caught his meaning. “Fine.”

I hung up and checked my texts. One from Uncle Vince. Another from Elsa.

I deleted Elsa’s text, then cursed myself for acting so rashly. It could have been about Everett.

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