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He was more concerned about the cameras flashing in front of us, and making sure we looked nice and proper, than our first kiss as a married couple.
We still hadn’t spoken one word to each other the entire day, and it was nearly noon.
We drove in silence from the church to my parents’ house. I wasn’t sure this would not escalate into a fight had I confronted him about what I’d heard yesterday, and I didn’t want to kill the already-charged mood.
After the engagement incident, Wolfe had sent out a list of demands which were to be met if my father had wanted us to set foot in his house.
Sure enough, the house was filled with people who were pre-approved by my husband. Unsurprisingly, Angelo was not there, but his parents arrived, congratulated me curtly, dropped off their gifts, and shot straight for the door.
People were talking, laughing, and congratulating us before the grand dinner when I turned to my husband and spoke the first words since we tied the knot and made it official.
“Have you done something to Angelo?”
There was significance in this exchange. Our first conversation was about another man. Another man I’d lusted after not too long ago.
He continued shaking hands, nodding and smiling brightly, the public figure that he was.
“I told you I will not be so tolerant toward Angelo should a third incident occur. Though I profoundly apologize for jumping to conclusions about what you did with him, there’s no denying that he tried to cross the line and coax an engaged woman.”
“What did you do?”
He grinned, turning to look at me fully now from the guests fighting for his attention.
“He’s currently under investigation for his involvement in his father’s business. No need to worry, darling. I’m sure he’s found a good lawyer by now. Maybe Kristen hired the same one. I just got her fired from her job for crossing approximately five-hundred red lines and losing all her credibility.”
“You snitched on a family from The Outfit?” I balled my fists, barely containing my rage.
He blinked at me as though he had no idea who I was or why I was talking to him.
“I gave them what they deserved to make sure they never get near what’s mine again.”
Me.
I was his.
“What will happen to him?” I sucked in a breath.
He shrugged. “They’ll probably scare him to death and let him go. As for Kristen, her career is officially over. Not that you should care.”
“You are despicable.”
“You are delicious,” he whispered under his breath, dismissing my rage, if not enjoying it a little. Ms. Sterling was somewhere in the crowd, probably taking pictures, and I wished she was here to referee the situation and explain his behavior now. “And officially now my wife. You do know we need to soil our sheets with blood, right?”
I shuddered at his words.
I was counting on Wolfe to never agree to participate in this tradition, being a senator and all. But I forgot how much joy he’d had torturing my father—and what was more awful than proof he’d slept with his daughter?
“I think I’m all out of blood after the last time.” I smiled against the rim of my wine glass in which I drank orange juice.
He didn’t have to know that it was spiked with enough vodka to drown a poodle.
Thank you, Clara.
“It’s not in your nature to pledge defeat, my darling wife. I assure you, we can produce blood if we try hard.”
“I want a divorce,” I groaned, not really taking him seriously, but not completely joking, either.
He chuckled. “I’m afraid you’re stuck with me till my last breath.”
